My Christmas list

So, I love Christmas. One of my favorite things is giving gifts to everyone I know. Unfortunately, this year I am not in the financial position to give any a gift. Except, maybe a plate of cookies.

While I love giving at Christmas, I really suck at receiving gifts. I always feel greedy and icky when people ask me what I want.

In my family, there are a lot of us. I have lots and lots of cousins and aunts and uncles. It used to be a tradition to draw names and do a gift exchange/secret santa because buying for all would be impossible to afford. In this secret santa, one person was always in charge of organizing everything. That person knew who had who and also compiled the lists. The list was my favorite part to get in the mail. Everyone in the family would write down everything they wanted and send it to the gift exchange organizer. The organizer would then compile them all and copy them to send out to each family. That way you had a good idea of what your person wanted.
So this year, I thought I would compile my list. This is partly for me. When I actually sit down and write what I want/need, I see how much I do have and how much I really don't need. Remember, this is a wish list, not a list of things I expect to ever get.

Here goes:
1. A new silicone spatula (my favorite one broke last weekend)
2. more pairs of SmartWool socks (they keep my frozen toes warm)
3. A Honeymoon
4. new toys for Charlotte
5. A new car

Crazy Dog Lady

I am a crazy dog lady. My dog is my child. I realized the extent of my psychosis today when I spent a half hour going through holiday collars for Charlotte. Good thing we got Charlotte a pig ear to make up for all the stuff we do with/to her. She has since hoarded it under her pillows next to the couch. Yes, her pillows. They are so she is not on the couch. But, she really only sleeps on them when I am taking up the whole couch. Right now Charlotte is sleeping on my lap. Can you really argue with the droopy face of a bulldog? Same thing with the poodles. Genevieve, the poodle at my parent's house might be one of the world's most spoiled dogs. But we love them sooo much.



On the other side of my life, I have now made a whole heap of hats. anyone need a hat? I will sell them for cheap.