I'm not sure if anyone has noticed but I have blogged about Shopping my last few post. I have not post in sever days now because that is all I can think about is Christmas shopping.
So I give up! instead of going without content on my blog. I'm blogging about what is consuming my mind.
I think I was meant to be a Christmas baby. My birthday is Christmas eve. Everyone always has to say don't you hate having your birthday the day before Christmas?
I always loved it! I thought it was the best thing in the world that everyone got presents on my birthday!! When I was little. My parents explained better to me.
It was when I was very little I started wanting my own Christmas tree in my room. It was about 4 inches high. I still have the lights and small ornaments.
I even had to have my own presents to go under my tree. My mom would let me spend a few dollars on each present. I remember one of them was pins to go on sweaters or coats.
My mamaw was buried with her poodle pin still on her dress from when I gave it to her as a child. I can remember I got my aunt frog pins because she had a thing for frogs.
Several years I made pot holders with the weaving sets. I made sure to see what color every one's kitchen. I didn't want to be giving odd colored pot holder to people.
I love Christmas! I love giving presents! I love shopping for people! I have a problem. I don't have enough money for all I want to get for everyone. I also enjoy getting Secret Santa and sending to people that are doing special things and not getting ,credit from anyone for the good deed they have been doing.