For the last 29 minutes it has been Christmas here. I slept all last night and all of today (pretty much). I saw the derm doctor on the 23 and she gave me this pill for itching. It is the pill from hell! At five in the morning I tried to get up. I wanted to get up, but I couldn't and then I fell into a coma that lasted until almost 3 in the afternoon. Once I was up and mobile (I really had to pee!) I still felt like I was going to fall out. Needless to say that I haven't taken it this evening, but I'm starting to get tired which is just crazy given the amount of sleep that I've already had (17 hours!!!!). I know that I'll be woken by the kids in the morning so they can open gifts so I might try a nap (since I didn't take the hell pill I should be able to wake easily). I'm going to give it a few days and then try it again (while the hubby's home) because the day that I took it I had been up for a full day so that might have had something to do with it. It's an antihistamine so I can't see it's effects lasting much longer then 8 hours, but I guess I'll find out. I'm afraid.
All the gifts are wrapped and I'm kind of annoyed at my hubby because he got me something. I know... weird, but let me explain. I was under the impression that the car and the $200 worth of clothes that I got were my Christmas gift. I still don't know what he wants for Christmas (because he doesn't know..... actually it's some computer part that he's trying to win off of e-bay, but has had no luck), but I got him two things for under the tree. Nothing big because his computer parts are costing a pretty penny, but something to open. He went and spent $80 on me and now I feel like I didn't get him enough because I only spent $40 on his two gifts. He's an annoying ass.
I wish I could find that perfect gift. You know the one. Something that someone really wants, but it's such a cheap little thing that you don't think they would ever really want it but they wear it everywhere and love it until it falls apart. He got me such a gift a few weeks ago. We were at the airforce base and they had an Asian furniture sale. They also had Asian jewelry and such and I saw this bracelet made of Mahjong tiles for $8. I didn't have any cash and we were kind of in a money bind at the time (this was before we got the new car and all our money was going towards a rental) so I didn't want to take any out. While I was looking at some other things that they had (I believe me and my daughter were enthralled with the fans on display) he secretly bought it and then presented it to me once we got in the car. I don't know what it is about this bracelet that makes me so happy but it does and I wear it everyday (which it beats my wedding ring in that respect because I haven't worn that since my daughter was born.... it doesn't fit anymore). I don't even think the thing looks good on me, but I love it because it's unique. I get a lot of compliments on it all the time and people asking me where I got it.
I'm kind of afraid that hubby might have gotten that Mahjong set for me as a Christmas gift. I like Mahjong, but I don't know how to play it. I do know that you need four people to play it though and I don't know four people that would sit and play an eight hour game with me! It would be nice to have a Mahjong set but I would never use it. It would be more for show which is not a good enough reason for me to justify $80 being spent on it. I could go shake my gift and I might know (the tiles make a distinctive sound).
Still working on the head covering for my mom. It wasn't long enough and I'm wondering now if it's going to be too bulky under the chin. I have a backup if that turns out to be the case (a different pattern that she'll like just as well if not more). I did manage to wrestle her sock back from the sock gnome that stole it. He was sleeping in it, but I was able to offer up a fair trade with a lone silk blend sock that I had on hand. He seemed happy with the trade and I'm hoping he will refrain from stealing anymore socks in the future. I will send the pair off the day after Christmas (as long as the post office is open).
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