Except that these days we seem to have a bit of confusion over exactly what the season is.
Eager to make sure that we have enough time to have ALL of our figgy pudding and to eat it, too, it seems that Christmas in America is now upon us. How did that happen? Christmas carol jingles on the radio, Christmas gift and toy catalogues with the morning paper, and Facebook - with it's ideosynchratic weirdness - has friends doling out virtual Christmas gifts and virtual Christmas trees and virtual Christmas ornaments to one another in grand gestures of holiday generosity. And this has been going on for at least a couple of weeks! The celebration of the feast is apparently upon us. So much for letting "every heart prepare him room."
And just when I thought it was safe to turn the television back on.