Christmas Gifts

Every year I guess what my Christmas present is, and this year is no different.   Our conversation went something like this.

Gary:  I don't know what to get you for Christmas.

Me:  That should be easy...

Gary:  Well it's not.  I have no clue... you're hard to buy for.

Me:  Well then you must not be paying attention.  I'd love to have a new Ipod Touch  OR an Ihome  OR Itunes gift card. 

 Easy peasy... that's what I am!

Next day Gary proudly announced that he had overcome his 'gifters block' and my present was bought. 

 "You'll never guess!" He said.  

"I'm getting my new Ipod" I said 

"Not even close..." he said.

"Yea... right.." I said. ((giggle-giggle))

The UPS man came and Gary grabbed the package, then hurried back to the garage to 'put my present together' according to him.  'it came in 2 parts' *according to him*...

and I would be so surprised.  

 The very lightweight package got extremely heavy after gift wrapping...  and I'm 99% sure the above box is bricks....  and an Ipod of course.

Oh, the fun we have!  

Right Gary?  

Leaving the office for a week for Christmas break... 

 I'll spend time with family and friends 

and loving on the grandkids.

And on Christmas Eve I'll open my 

box of bricks & IPod Touch.  

And Gracie will discover that the Animal Planet door hanger/organizer that she stumbled across was intended for her. 

Disclaimer
*** Christmas is not about the getting of gifts or even the giving for that matter.  It is a time to remember the perfect gift...  Christ our Saviour.  The date that we observe is not exact...  and details of a story that has been passed down from generation to generation may differ a bit...  But the message is the same.  God loved us so much that He sent His own son to save us from our sins.  Only those whose hearts have been changed by His Gift know the true meaning of Christmas.  

Remember Him by treating others the way 

He would treat them.  

Show love, compassion, and forgiveness. 

 Discover the true meaning of Christmas. 

The Four Letter Word

 Today I accomplished the 2 things I really hate doing.  I bathed the dog and colored my hair.  They are both messy and time consuming especially since Gracie's become more shaggy (and I've become more gray).  It takes me an hour to dry Gracie.  It went real well.  Gracie was a good sport and surrendered nicely when I scooped her up from her comfy spot on the chair and plopped her down in the tub of nice warm water. 

gracie and me - all better

Dear Diary,

Today was one of the worse days of my life.  I thought I was safe from abuse in my own home but obviously I was wrong.   Out of nowhere, the nag mom submerged me in cold soapy water and started scrubbing me hard and spraying water in my face.  She called me dirty, disgusting, and beyond hope...  then she doused me with more water.  

The soap tasted funny and I thought I was going to toss my morning cookie....

She took me into the back room then, where she tortured me for probably about 215.5 hours by holding this big noisy thing over me and hot air blew on my face and body.  When she was finished, she ignored me and went back into the bathroom where she put strong smelly stuff on her hair.  I pulled her good sandal from her closet and tried to tear it to pieces... I WAS SO MAD!  But she came running out of the bathroom yelling 'Gracie!  What are you doing? What's got into you?  What is your problem?'  

I'm sorry. But to me...  BATH is a four letter word I'd rather not hear.  Somebody needed to pay! Gracie.

I'll Pass on Winter. Summer please.

Winter can chill you to the bone...  

but Summer will warm your heart...

Tomorrow may be the first day of winter. 

 but at our house...  

Summer is here to stay!