I know that when speaking of a wonderful Christmas one should wax poetic about the magic of being with family, the joy of giving to others, and the spiritual nature of the season.
But honestly, it was a great Christmas because we all got awesome gifts. I’m sorry, but there it is.
I was very lucky in my shopping for the kids. An MP3 player reduced from eighty bucks to thirty. The wished-for hundred-dollar Roboraptor was now on closeout at thirty dollars. The Bratz baby house was twenty-five instead of fifty dollars. Now mix in my normal bargain-hunting finds that went under the tree. A stack of five fun activity books were about ten dollars per kid. Each girl got a three-dollar necklace (had been fifteen at Kohl’s) wrapped around a plush panda bear (maybe two bucks). Remote-control cars and plush pillows were half-price finds on the day after Thanksgiving.
All this savings meant that we could splurge on a gift that would make the whole family happy: Guitar Hero. It is only the coolest game ever.
Since my in-laws gave the girls a Playstation 2 and games (and they have Guitar Hero), we spent a lot of time today playing video games.
My husband gave me a super-nice cell phone, since mine has taken to dying unexpectedly during my calls. I only wanted a basic model, but he picked up the newer version of my current one (meaning I don’t have to start over learning how to use it) which has a decent camera with flash (meaning I can take more pictures, as soon as I figure out how to use it). I thought it was too expensive, but had to admit that I liked my husband’s thinking: “Well, we had to buy a cell phone to replace yours, so that part of the price doesn’t even count. It’s the amount over that price that’s the gift.” Who can argue with that?
This evening I am back at work. There are maybe three patrons in the library. Guitar Hero is at home with my kids and hubby. Bitter? Okay, a little. But I’m determined to spent the next few days reviewing some of the best books of the year that I forgot to mention. So while many of your other blogger friends are off on vacation, I’ll be here posting every day. Yup. Every. Day.
Suddenly that sounds so depressing.