Tuesday, December 14th, 2004 • 3 Comments on Christmas Lite
Sorry for the sporadic entries lately. I seem to be lacking the writing spirit as much as the Christmas spirit. I’ll work on that. Maybe I’ll make it one of my New Year’s resolutions, hmm?
Speaking of blogging—or Blogger, rather—there are weblogs I would like to post comments to (Hi, Suzanne) but I don’t have a Blogger account, so I can’t post if the blog doesn’t allow anonymous comments. Any suggestions, Blogger people?
I still don’t have a Christmas tree. The Christmas shopping, however, is 95% finished. Now to get all the out-of-state gifts wrapped and to the post office by Wednesday. Wonder what the odds are of that?
I have written very few Christmas cards—most all in response to the ones I have received. I have a short list of must-send cards, which will hopefully go out this week. If you would like to receive a card from me, drop me an e-mail with your address. Why send cards to people I don’t know when I don’t feel like sending cards to the hundred or so that I do know? Because it appeals to this skewed Christmas mood I’m in this year. Much like my 7 a.m. Christmas shopping excursion Saturday morning, which isn’t something I usually do. Actually, I don’t ever get up that early to go shopping (or do anything else, for that matter). But this year, I did. It wasn’t even about the shopping, really. Strange, I know. I’m a strange girl. I keep waiting for Carol Kane to hit me in the head with a toaster (anybody get the reference?).
I imagine I’ll be back to my old, over-doing, perfectionist ways next year. Until then, I’m going to try to enjoy this strange little Christmas season by doing something I’ve never done before—going easy on myself.