>> Tuesday, December 20, 2011

My holiday shopping is done...I think.  I shipped out most of the packages that go out of state already (including to the stepkids) and my kids' and hubby's presents are hidden in a storage closet waiting for me to wrap them all.  My kids received the usual assortment of clothes, make-up, toys,and  electronics - depending on their age.  I bought my husband a down jacket (got it uber cheap on sale so couldn't NOT get it) and one of those Keurig single brew coffee makers (he is a coffee-aholic). He usually gets music stuff at birthdays (and we sometimes skip Christmas gift exchanges between us and just concentrate on the kids) but I wanted a change! The kids won't let him smoke cigars anymore (so no dutch masters cigars for him this year) but he made out pretty good.  With sales and coupons, I was able to get him the highest model Keurig coffeemaker at a low price and then several boxes of the different coffees for the machine.

The stepkids for Christmas - well, I think I'm just going to wait to talk about that.  My husband is holding out hope they won't be mean this holiday but I'm not holding my breath.  It is feeling a bit like a bi-polar Christmas with them this year so far.

I'm dreaming of a bi-polar Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know...


Ann Marie's Photography December 27, 2011 at 12:38 AM  

Well my husband got blasted on facebook from his kids! We went out of town because every holiday he is last on their list to visit! Everyone else always comes first! I had to step back and just breathe!!!!!

Syn December 27, 2011 at 10:30 AM  

We aren't even a consideration during the holidays anymore. I get upset for my husband and kids but I'm at the point now where I don't expect a thing from them and am never disappointed.

Anonymous December 27, 2011 at 9:50 PM  

After over 9 years of dealing with my husband's ex and the stepkids which she raises, plus all the induced financial hardships and husband and I settled on him sending the stepkids giftcards. That's it, done, easy, and our hearts won't break when the barely remember that we exist.

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