As is customary, the Christmases that Dan is not deployed turn into gifting free-for-alls. The Christmases that he is gone, the children have, what I consider to be a *reasonable* amount of gifts. I cannot believe the amount of presents the kids are going to be receiving this year. I try to steer the kids away from the commercial aspect of Christmas, but this year, it ain't happening. Daddy really likes buying gifts. A lot.
I got to spend a blissful afternoon window shopping, (Well, I *did* buy a pair of "rapper's girlfriend" silver hoop earrings that I like an whole lot.) browsing at the bookstore, and getting my hair cut and colored. Ahhhh....I feel human again.
I decided that I should do my grocery shopping tonight, went up to the local Walmart and there was NO ONE THERE. I was shocked. I did my shopping, and on my way out was wished a Merry Christmas by the Apache Junction Mounted Rangers atop their gigantic horses. (Horses looked cold.)
The Duncans stopped by earlier while I was out. They all wore out all of the kids by launching kickballs at them for a couple of hours. Faith's leg hurts from kicking. Poor woosie girl, just like her mama. They brought us a wonderful gingerbread house kit and a gift certificate for the movies! We are so excited and thankful for the gift and for them.
I rented "Rush Hour 3" for our "date night". We really thought the first two were funny, so hopefully this one will be good, too.
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