It's that time of year when you want something particular for Christmas. I mean you've been good this year right. It's only fair that you get something that you want. Not something that you need. When it comes to buying gifts I really suck at it. I would like to say that I'm really happy when Christmas is over with. The shopping and the headaches that come with it. You'd think that it is fun but when the world has become materialistic it gets harder to buy gifts. I do like giving just not the idea of getting the gift. I don't like the season. It's like hey you are forgetting why it's even celebrated. People are more rude and cranky. It's the month that has more robberies. It's also when people are really depressed.
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| our Christmas tree this year. |
I was a little disappointed that they didn't have elderlies this year at the angel tree setups. They did however have adults with disabilities that was quite entreating to shop for. I'm thinking to buy for an adult but not just a regular adult, a very special one. My workplace doesn't really have a Christmas party like the one I'd like to actually go to. I'd see friends go to their company's Christmas parties and thought that was always fun. Tried this year to do my own Christmas party and it actually worked even though not every one showed up. It was quite fun talked the whole night till closing time. Maybe I'll do it again next year. I sometimes would love to give all the people that I work with a little something for Christmas, but I'm not set up with those kind of funds. So what I decided to do is pick two people that don't get the acknowledgment that they deserve and went out and bought them a gift. Loved seeing their surprise look on their faces when I handed them a present. People always get a kick getting what they want but how many can say they get a kick out of giving a gift.
This year Santa was my father in law. Heathers dad was Santa at the Dallas Arboretum. If you went and snapped a picture with Santa, yes that was Heather's dad so please do share the photo. We did get a chance to snap one with Santa as well, but the Santa we took a picture with had tattoos and lives in Deep Ellum. I don't think I'll ever be too old for Santa. I might be too old for his lap because he can't handle all of this, but surely a picture will do. Heather showed our nephew a picture of Santa as her dad and he looked at her with a crazy look that said, "yeah right like Santa is your dad!"
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| went to a craft day in Irving and found this tree among others decorated and being voted to pick the best one |
I didn't ask for anything this year wasn't feeling the spirit. Bu I did ask my secret Santa for lotion. I know it sounds silly but when I don't want for anything I go for my need, and that is what came to mind. What tickled my feather was the fact that all my sisters including my babe and mother in law ended giving me lotions and I loved it. I got all kinds of smell goods. Wonder if I can make It my own trend for the years ahead.
I said I'd share a tiny Christmas story but I think I had too many to share.
A little girl about eight barely reaches the counter with her mother and younger sister. She isn't afraid to speak her tiny mind so we hold a small conversation. She tells me how she is ready for Christmas. She is ready for Santa to come. I smile and tell her, "me too" and she gets the giggles. She was wearing a hijab. At that moment I realized that it's just a small child, just like any other, raised differently but with the same spirit.
When you think of Christmas what comes to mind?
