I really hate christmas shopping. I love christmas but shopping is so uncomfortable. Especially for my mother. My mom made me so angry today and I just can’t figure out why. Last year for her birthday I bought her this really neat fortune cookie. It was huge and it had a message inside that said happy birthday love us yadayadayada. I thought it was cool and unique and different. Well, she hated it. She didn’t say that exactly but I know my mom and I could just tell. Well, for christmas I feel like she’s pushing me to buy her designer perfume and other crap that is meaningless and she says don’t worry, I like surprises. I told her, no you don’t. And she says accept for fortune cookies. I yelled at her and told her how ungrateful she is and now I feel bad but I don’t feel bad because that was rude.
Then I go christmas shopping for my nieces and nephew and I don’t know what to get them. The toy store is ridiculous. A woman actually took a toy out of my hand and told me that she had been looking for that for her son and can’t find it anywhere else. Then she places it in her basket and walks off before I had a chance to figure out what actually happened. Well, I was so busy today, too, that I had no time to cheat on my diet so I guess that’s a good thing. And for those of you who remember, my husband is doing great too. Enough ranting. I cannot wait until christmas day so I don’t have to do anything but see my little man’s eyes light up when he sees the great stuff that Santa brought for him.