
I just KNEW that my mom was planning on buying me a guitar for Christmas. I was hoping my dad would remember. She never told me or anything, but I knew it anyway.
I had been wanting one. I have NO idea how to play & have never showed even a hint of any musical inclination....but for some reason, this past year, I got this impulsive desire to learn.
I thought it would be fun to sit around bonfires @ the beach & sing, or sit around w/ the ktbunch & be able to play guitar & sing songs.
So yah, my dad got it for me, cause my mom wanted me to have it.
This Christmas had to be the most materialistic ever. I don't even feel guilty about it. I spent all I had, maxed out any credit cards I had (not really, but it felt like it) on gifts. Towards the end, I shut down, not even having bought gifts for everyone. I put my effort into sewing festive dresses for L & I. Sewing doll clothes for a doll I salvaged for L. Cleaning my kitchen like a maniac to avoid wrapping gifts.
Avoidance. I think that might have been the theme of this Christmas & it seemed to have worked like a charm.
I sewed festive dresses for L & I, so I could look as happy as can be on the outside. It worked. I bought new decorations for my home, a little snow village. We didn't get our lights up outside this year. I didn't put one ornament on the tree, I let the ktbunch do it. I just couldn't.
I kept the holiday music on non-stop. Anything to keep the mind busy. I let the ktbunch watch a 'Christmas movie' every night. I rarely sat still long enough to watch it w/ them. I attended 1 'holiday party'. I participated in a Christmas card & secret santa exchange w/ e-friends.
Overall, it was ok. Now the hunt begins to find a place for ALL the new 'stuff' the ktbunch received.








