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343/365 ~ It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ~ Meredith Wilson, 1951
343/365 ~ It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ~ Meredith Wilson, 1951
Toys and stockings and wrapping paper ~ our living room is starting to look like Santa Land! It's so much fun having little ones to buy for. I'm a bit disappointed I have to wait an extra week for everyone to open everything. It's a good thing I won't have to wait. I'm not good at waiting. In fact, for years my presents have been left for safe keeping at other people's homes. Just found out the television I got for my birthday was stored at Melanie Matteson's home to keep me from snooping and watching it before it was officially mine. Yes, I'm THAT BAD! When I was growing up, my mother decided to outsmart me by numbering the presents instead of putting tags with mine and my sister's names on them. It didn't work, instead of opening just mine, I opened all of them. The only difference was now I knew all the gifts just not which ones were mine and which ones were Angie's. I think I've told this story before but they bought me an old typewriter and I typed a letter on it while hiding in the closet with it long before Christmas Day. The first year I was married, I made the mistake of telling Billy that a watch would be a stupid gift since I always lose them. Shortly afterwards, I found and unwrapped a beautiful gold Seiko watch that he had bought me. I carefully taped it back up and spent the next three weeks backtracking and repeatedly looking at my arm proclaiming, "Wow, I really do miss having a watch." Or "Geez, what time is it again? I sure could use a new watch." I know, he probably knew what I was doing but I had to make up for sticking my foot in my mouth somehow :) After I met Frank, he made it extremely clear -"if you cheat, if you open it, if you so much as shake it when I'm not around and I found out - I'll take it back and you won't have anything to open!" Well, I hate to admit it but as impatient as I am, I'm even more of a present hog! So I've done my best NOT to peek, not even at the checkbook receipts. It ain't easy but it beats coal in my stocking on Christmas morning!
343/365 ~ It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ~ Meredith Wilson, 1951
343/365 ~ It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ~ Meredith Wilson, 1951
Toys and stockings and wrapping paper ~ our living room is starting to look like Santa Land! It's so much fun having little ones to buy for. I'm a bit disappointed I have to wait an extra week for everyone to open everything. It's a good thing I won't have to wait. I'm not good at waiting. In fact, for years my presents have been left for safe keeping at other people's homes. Just found out the television I got for my birthday was stored at Melanie Matteson's home to keep me from snooping and watching it before it was officially mine. Yes, I'm THAT BAD! When I was growing up, my mother decided to outsmart me by numbering the presents instead of putting tags with mine and my sister's names on them. It didn't work, instead of opening just mine, I opened all of them. The only difference was now I knew all the gifts just not which ones were mine and which ones were Angie's. I think I've told this story before but they bought me an old typewriter and I typed a letter on it while hiding in the closet with it long before Christmas Day. The first year I was married, I made the mistake of telling Billy that a watch would be a stupid gift since I always lose them. Shortly afterwards, I found and unwrapped a beautiful gold Seiko watch that he had bought me. I carefully taped it back up and spent the next three weeks backtracking and repeatedly looking at my arm proclaiming, "Wow, I really do miss having a watch." Or "Geez, what time is it again? I sure could use a new watch." I know, he probably knew what I was doing but I had to make up for sticking my foot in my mouth somehow :) After I met Frank, he made it extremely clear -"if you cheat, if you open it, if you so much as shake it when I'm not around and I found out - I'll take it back and you won't have anything to open!" Well, I hate to admit it but as impatient as I am, I'm even more of a present hog! So I've done my best NOT to peek, not even at the checkbook receipts. It ain't easy but it beats coal in my stocking on Christmas morning!