I celebrate Christmas, and I'm a pretty big Christmas geek. I love the music and the cheesy specials and the cookies and the general holiday spirit. I'm not one of those "war on Christmas" assholes, though, who think the world is ending because we say Happy Holidays.
Our Christmas celebration has sort of fallen apart in recent years, though. Firstly, they no longer do the Christmas pageant at Church, even though it was really beautiful- I'm not that religious, really, and neither is my family, but back when I was younger and in religious ed classes just so I could get confirmed and stuff, the pageants were <3333. I was an angel a bunch of times and once I was a soldier. Good times. I just have this one memory of being up near the alter singing with the other angels and it was all church-y and holy and lovely and I just got this really intense feeling of "This is Christmas :')" and it's my favorite Christmas memory. But they don't do that any more because some cheerless jerks complained about how it took too long. Also, Christmas used to be at my house, but now that my uncle has two kids (who are really adorable and sweet and I love them), we go to there house on Christmas, and...ehh. I feel like such a brat saying it, since we were allowed to have Christmas at our house for so long, but I'm just not feeling it. It doesn't feel like Christmas there at all. Also, now that the whole Santa thing is no longer on the table, I feel guilty about every present I get because it costs my parents money.
However one tradition we still have is that every Christmas Eve, we read Twas a Night Before Christmas, The Polar Express, and another Christmas story by the fire, and eat cookies and drink hot chocolate, and it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Yay :)