Tracy Curtis

I tell my 7-year-old the Winter Olympics are coming and that he's going to love it because they compete in really cool events like skiing and snowboarding.

Ah, winter. Time to snuggle up, drink hot chocolate - and plan for summer camp.

I love a deal. Especially when it comes to clothes. And right now, boy, are there deals to be had.

I've had some time. And now I think I'm ready to talk about what happened over Christmas.

I've got two words for Tiger Woods ... Larry King.

Christmas cards. I don't even know where to start. I can't believe something this complicated actually caught on.

I let my kids decorate the Christmas tree this year. But then I realize they are decorating in sections. One section has all of the ornaments with our initials on them.

I love a good party at my house. As long as it doesn't end up in the kitchen.

On the way to the Harris Teeter, my son asks why we never go to Trader Joe's. And I say "no reason." But there's a reason all right. Same reason I don't do anything new. I'm a one-trick pony with a preschooler who's in school just three mornings a week.

OK, here we go - time to officially launch into the holiday season. First up, Thanksgiving. There's a lot to think about, so let me break it down: