I am very proud to say that I am done with all my Christmas shopping except for our family grab bag. I think that is pretty good considering I have a BIG shopping list, most which consists of little kids. I am also very proud to say that my tree is almost packed- meaning I have wrapped most of the gifts and placed them there ready to be opened. I am also proud to say that I sent my holiday cards earlier than I normally do in previous years. I don’t know what it is this year, but I am wired about Christmas. I decorated the house and even bought candy canes to line my driveway. We also went to Winter Wonderland last week and I highly recommend it for all of you who have children. It was like a Christmas Carnival and so very festive. My kids had a blast- and I secretly did too. The only thing that sucks and kills my mood is this cold weather, but I have surprisingly held up and stayed pretty upbeat this season.
So there is TEN more days until Christmas and NINE more days until I welcome another decade of life and say goodbye to my twenties. I will write about it later, but my TWENTIES have been a whirlwind of change after change after change. I’m very excited to see what the next 10 years holds for me. I am predicting that it will be much more calm than the last ten years. I am obviously expecting more changes through my children than that of myself.
Anyway, I completely forgot that I have to get my husband a Christmas gift too. I’ve been so blah during the holidays over the years that my poor husband always gets the dead ends of my crappy holiday mood. I really want to make up for it this year since I’m so happy this time around. One of my friends also told me that I have to learn to accept gifts given to me. Ever since I can remember, even as a child, I would always feel guilty for getting NICE gifts. I would always say “Oh you don’t have to” or “Please take it back. It’s too much” or “Are you sure”. I always feel guilty inviting people to go places in fear that they would feel like they “had” to come, when in fact, I NEVER mind when they have other plans. I’m just weird that way. Anyway, Dex may secretly like this personality of mine, but I have come to find that he HATES when I return his gifts. I do this not only during the holidays, but for many occasions throughout the year. I guess I don’t feel like I need a lot of those things and I didn’t think he would be so hurt by it. I honestly always tell him NOT to get me anything- and I honestly would not be mad. It is not one of those tricky things that a woman says. LoL. This year, I WILL accept whatever is given to me by anyone. I won’t reject it or I won’t say “Are you sure about that” or “You don’t have to get my kids anything” like I normally would. I guess it is offensive to people, even though I don’t think of it in that way. With that, THANK YOU Natalie for my kids’ present! I’m sure they will love it. *wink*
Now I’m just thinking what I can get someone who I think has everything? It’s just so damn hard! Well, I have ten days and counting!