It feels like Christmas to me, but not as much as it used to. Christmas used to be opening my presents two weeks before the big day because mum would leave us at home during school holidays and we'd have nothing to do except sit around the tree taking peeks at the pressies, and then eventually deciding that, what the hey, we'll just open them all. And Christmas really went downhill when I grew out of Transformers and Masters of the Universe figures.
Ah, 2001, how I miss ya.