It always surprises me a little when people ask, "are you done your shopping yet?", and it's only the middle of December. I'm NEVER done until Christmas Eve. There is always one more stocking stuffer, one more decorative item that I'm imagining I'm needing. And I'm at peace with that. It's not that I think Christmas is a big commercial endeavour, it's just that the more I think about it, the more that comes to mind that I think people will like.
I do have the double blessing of having a husband who also loves to shop. There have been Christmases where I've been busy with baking, or something to that effect, and sent Greg out to pick up something - and he becomes a man with a mission. In fact, that is true during the year, too. If I ever discover I need something - a new kitchen gadget, a fan, a light of some sort, my husband is all over finding one at an awesome price. You're a little bit jealous of that aren't you? (big smile and wink)
So tonight we went out shopping for some of our last gifts - we had three to buy. And that's check, check, and check. Three for three.
Now for the waiting. I hate the waiting. When I buy something for someone I want to give it to them right away. My daughter is going to be THRILLED! My sons already basically know what they are getting. My husband - well, I think I may need to look again for him. As we were shopping tonight he wandered by the gift I got him and said innocently enough that he thought it looked "too girly" for his taste. What to do? It would look really good on him...well, there are still two shopping days left. Three if I have Christmas Eve morning, too. I know...I'm a little crazy.
Merry Christmas, dear friends!
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