Few things in this world are more important to me than my Christmas village. I realize that's not a statement that instills confidence in my sanity or connection to reality, but it's the truth and I won't deny it. Growing up in sunny Florida, Christmas scenes like the ones in TV shows, movies, and magazines were hard to come by. It made me feel robbed in some ways of the true Christmas experience. For a while, my parents placated my pleas for white Christmases with snowglobes, but that…
