Christmas shopping turns into me-shopping
Why is it that when you go Christmas shopping you end up buying more for yourself than for other people? Seriously, that is just silly.Laurel and I went downtown today for lunch and for a shopping adventure, wherein I managed to buy tiny little presents to stuff in cards for my work people, and also a sweater, a toque, and a wreath for me. Hum.
At least the wreath is festive. Although I have no way to hang it, so it's just looking sad and dejected lying on my kitchen table. And here's the question about how to hang a wreath: do you hang it on the outside of your door, so all the lovely apartment passersby can enjoy it, and it can risk getting stolen? Or do you hang it on the inside of your door so that you can see it all the time and enjoy it?
Labels: christmas
posted by Maresa @ 1:05 AM
4 Comments:
Outside
well it's definitely hanging on the inside right now!!
dude, definitely outside. that's the whole point of the wreath! nobody will steal it. who steals a wreath?! admittedly hanging it outside the apt door is not as good as hanging it outside of a house door (like, actually outside) - but still, definitely outside.
also: my biological clock definitely isn't ticking, but i love babies. i mean, i don't love diapers or vomit or whatever, but babies - so interesting! SO INTERESTING. and surprisingly not-fragile. (it's all cartilage...)
haha okay, okay, i have been reformed
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