Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Santa Dilemma!
Amaya has an ambitious list for Santa.
She wants a laptop, an electric guitar (with an amp), and a flat screen TV. She wants a new Nintendo DS system, a Wii, and Mind flex. She wants the i-pod touch, a Blue Ray Disc player, and anything else one could think of that has a price tag above $200.00.
This list could be a result of three things.
She's spoiled rotten, to the core. She has to be...if she honestly thinks a list like this will be fulfilled.
Or she's the kid who doesn't have any of these things, but all of her friends do. Afterall, she was good all year, she deserves it.
Or...she is on to us!
Rio's list this year. Nothing. It's like pulling teeth with that kid. He says Santa knows. He wouldn't even tell the Department Store Santa.
Evidently Amaya and Rio are anticipating for the wealthy, psychic Santa to visit our house Christmas Eve.
This will be interesting.
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
December Gift Shop Junk
"Everyone who didn't have money got to play outside for an extra recess." Rio tells me in the the car.
"What are you talking about?" I questioned.
"For the December Gift Shop at school. We don't have money." He answered.
"We have money Rio." I corrected him as he interrupted.
"I know, when my teacher asked if I had money, I told her no...my mom said it's all junk! And my teacher said Oh."
I smiled as I pictured the look on her face.
"Recess is better than junk!" He announced.
Then Amaya asked, "Mom can we go to the Dollar Store."
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"What are you talking about?" I questioned.
"For the December Gift Shop at school. We don't have money." He answered.
"We have money Rio." I corrected him as he interrupted.
"I know, when my teacher asked if I had money, I told her no...my mom said it's all junk! And my teacher said Oh."
I smiled as I pictured the look on her face.
"Recess is better than junk!" He announced.
Then Amaya asked, "Mom can we go to the Dollar Store."
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Saturday, November 27, 2010
Black Friday
Black Friday has convinced me...people are nuts!
Waiting in front of stores a week in advanced with their tents and chairs to be first inside stores to get the deal of a lifetime. What is it about the word "sale" that makes people go absolutely insane. That little word convinces people to buy things they don't need, don't want, and will never use.
People waiting in retail lines in excess of two hours to buy a door buster deal. Others wait to buy one of everything.
"Are we gonna buy something?" Rio asked while we were searching for the end of the line, that literally wrapped around the entire department store.
"Nope." I told him.
"Why not?" He asked.
"Because there isn't a sale in the world that justifies waiting in that line." I explained. "Black Friday's a sport, and we're spectators."
He seemed relieved.
This is why those other crazy people do their Christmas shopping in June.
Waiting in front of stores a week in advanced with their tents and chairs to be first inside stores to get the deal of a lifetime. What is it about the word "sale" that makes people go absolutely insane. That little word convinces people to buy things they don't need, don't want, and will never use.
People waiting in retail lines in excess of two hours to buy a door buster deal. Others wait to buy one of everything.
"Are we gonna buy something?" Rio asked while we were searching for the end of the line, that literally wrapped around the entire department store.
"Nope." I told him.
"Why not?" He asked.
"Because there isn't a sale in the world that justifies waiting in that line." I explained. "Black Friday's a sport, and we're spectators."
He seemed relieved.
This is why those other crazy people do their Christmas shopping in June.
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Monday, November 1, 2010
Goodbye Halloween
Goodbye Halloween. It is finally over! I love a holiday as much as the next person, well maybe not quite that much, but in my defense enough is enough.
Why is Halloween now a four day event? Is it so Halloween Stores can justify charging $40.00 for a paper thin nylon costume? Or are parents dragging out the event to rationalize buying one of those over priced costumes, that in many cases will still require purchasing three more accessories to complete?
Day four, the department stores host trick-or-treating. Day three, the schools have Halloween parades and class parties. Day two, churches and individuals host Halloween events around town. Then finally Halloween Trick-or-Treating.
All while my children nag me regarding October 31st. Not because it will be Halloween, but because they want to make sure they make it to church on time so they can audition for the part they want in the Christmas Play. Really kids...can't we get through one holiday before we worry about the next.
This morning on the way to school they started singing Christmas songs. So Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. No one is really excited until the turkey is in the oven.
Why is Halloween now a four day event? Is it so Halloween Stores can justify charging $40.00 for a paper thin nylon costume? Or are parents dragging out the event to rationalize buying one of those over priced costumes, that in many cases will still require purchasing three more accessories to complete?
Day four, the department stores host trick-or-treating. Day three, the schools have Halloween parades and class parties. Day two, churches and individuals host Halloween events around town. Then finally Halloween Trick-or-Treating.
All while my children nag me regarding October 31st. Not because it will be Halloween, but because they want to make sure they make it to church on time so they can audition for the part they want in the Christmas Play. Really kids...can't we get through one holiday before we worry about the next.
This morning on the way to school they started singing Christmas songs. So Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. No one is really excited until the turkey is in the oven.
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