My Random Grown Up Christmas List

Christmas is this week. Geez, that came super fast.

I still have NOT finished my shopping yet. This is the worst I’ve ever done. But it’ll all come through. I’m not worried.

To me personally, Christmas means celebrating the birth of Christ, spending time with family, and giving to others.  I stopped believing in Santa when I was 5 years old. We were on a field trip and the place we went to had a Santa. I asked him for a Barbie soda shoppe:

The trick was I didn’t tell anyone else that year. My parents didn’t know I wanted it and I never told a single other person. The best part was I didn’t even really wanted it. I just wanted to see if Santa really was going to bring me it. Well, as you can guess that soda shoppe did NOT appear under the Christmas tree that year and so I knew the truth. There was no such thing as Santa Claus. I became a wiser 5 year old after that.

However just for funsies (yes, I did just say that), if I did decide to write a list to Santa 26 years later these are things that would be on it. And because it’s me and because it’s a Monday, randomness.

Fingerless gloves.

Don’t ask, I just want them. And not the ones that don’t actually separate the fingers either.

A flat screen TV.

We all know how literally tiny and old my current TV is. So ANY thing bigger and flatter than that is good.

Kitchen Aid Mixer.

Yeah this is something that normally goes on a wedding registry. But dang it, I missed out the first time, can’t guarantee a second time, and gosh darn it I like to cook and bake.

Gift cards.

Surprisingly, I rarely ever get gift cards as a gift and would be thrilled to get some but no one ever seems to think of these in regards to me.

And with that this is my last post for this week. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!

I’ll see y’all next week for some end of the year recaps, thoughts, lists, etc.


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