The Truth Is Often Stranger Than Fiction

You know, Christmas is supposed to be a time about family and celebrating the birth Christ. But when you think about it, we spend more time worrying about what to buy other people and making sure we get what we want. It just doesn't feel like Christmas anymore. The joy has diminished.

I have shortened my Christmas buying list this year. It's not because of lack of money but because I'm tired of buying for people who just want. I bought for my parents, my brother, Kenny, Mikey, Courtney and Stacy. Oh and of course for my princesses. And as usual my lovely boyfriend was the hardest to buy for, but I managed.

So I am still struggling through book 4 of Twilight. It's painful. I hate Jacob.

I also hate all of this flipping snow. Damn you Snow Miser!!!

That's it for now.