A Blog Virgin No More!

Well I have finally done it. Taken the plunge. Took the flying leap. Made the jump. I joined the blogging world! Yay! It's something I have been thinking about doing for a long time, I guess. I love to write, my life is crazy at times, which gives me great material...why not blog? But for some reason, I just never did it. Well that time is over. I sit on my couch in the living room with my crazy red headed 4 year old son, who is fast asleep next to me, and my Atlanta Falcons football loving husband across the room, who is watching the game, and I type away. A lazy Sunday afternoon 5 days before Christmas. Uhhh...Christmas. So glad my shopping is done but...well...here goes. Do you ever sit and think after every gift is wrapped that you should have bought better gifts that what you did? I do this every year and I hate it. It would be so nice to have a huge shopping budget so I could buy amazing gifts for my family members. But this year especially, money is tight so the gifts were very inexpensive. I always put so much thought into what I buy. And every year when every gift is unwrapped and in my niece's and nephew's case, broken, I sit and mentally kick my ass. I mean what a waste of time and energy! It's Christmas...it's the thought that counts right? Right?!? That's what they say but the pressure to buy the perfect gift is ridiculous! One year, I want to skip the gift buying. Just skip it...save that money that is basically being blown on junk that will be thrown away within 3 months and maybe do homemade gifts...something meaningful. Something thoughtful. Think of how less stressful Christmas would be without gift buying. Christmas would be about peace, family, love. We'd still bake and decorate a tree and string up lights. Families would gather and eat and sing Christmas carols. And gifts would still be exchanged...but the homemade kind that would mean so much. Think about it...how many toys do your children already have? Do they need anymore? I know my son doesn't. But this is all just a dream...my Christmas dream. One where the time spent together is more important than the quality of gifts received. A southern girl can dream can't she?