Oh yes. I admit it! Every year, I have that selfish little tinge- dreams of beautiful packages just for me under the tree from hubs. You’d think after 14 years of marriage, (and an Indian head lighter from him one year – I don’t smoke…) I would’ve learned, but darn it! I still get sucked into that hopeful excitement walking through the mall, and seeing all that glitter and display. Maybe, just maybe, a dress like this would wind up under my tree:
But then, reality sets in. I know to whom I am married and what I should expect:
Sadly, I recognize it’s much more likely I will wear Exhibit “B” over Exhibit “A” and “Reality – Extreme Version” sets in… Cue my own gift to myself:
Happy Holiday Shopping! Pssst… there’s how many days til Christmas?