As the Christmas season approaches, and I see ever more and more posts presuming that it has not only already arrived but is almost over, I feel more and more Entish. ("Let us not be hasty ...")
When I was much younger, we often went to our grandparents' for Christmas. (We live in Michigan, and both sets of grandparents lived in Illinois, with the closest aunts, uncles, and cousins in Illinois and Wisconsin.) Later on, we would get a tree (and somehow get it into the house) and decorate it, and set up a Nativity set. Nowadays ... We still exchange gifts within our family, and my mom makes a meal that for us qualifies as a feast, and the Nativity set (being sturdy, rustic-looking wood) will probably get set up, and we attended our church's Christmas Eve service tonight (with my parents doing the prelude), and we will most likely read the Gospel accounts, but my parents' general weariness as they get older limits any special celebrations. On the other hand, we have marked Advent by, in our usual not-quite-nightly devotions, singing Advent hymns, and throughout the Christmas season (which is to say from Christmas until Epiphany) we will tend to choose Christmas carols.
I have developed a personal tradition, the last few years, of writing long-and-newsy emails to dear-but-absent friends on Christmas Day (and Easter, and sometimes on birthdays ...). This and what family celebrations remain in our family ("dinner" and opening presents) tend to use up most of the time and all of the energy I have for the day. I also try to write at least one Christmas poem each year (this year's is already done and scheduled to run on my blog next week), and later on in the Christmas season I have my civil-year-end blog posts to do (goal-setting, mostly), but I don't think that's exactly what you had in mind.

Lt. General Hansen wrote:
What's your favorite Christmas movie?
That I can't answer, because I have had the privilege of growing up in a house without a TV, and we rarely went to see movies.
