my ego

i love my blog
so really i do

maybe it's ego
or a slight feeling of being misunderstood

there is something i love about letting others into my world
getting to know me (quirks and ugliness)

judging if they must from a far and comfortable distance

my day to day what "i think" is funny
out into the universe

oh, and I do NOT think I am a good writer by any means

and don't even try to judge me on grammar

I am doomed

holidaze

With the holiday fast approaching I am holidaze.

Please don't take this the wrong way, I LOVE the holidays with 110 percent of my heart...however I am already dazed. Dazed, with the amount of work I put into this insane LOVE for Christmas. I want to get the MOST perfect gifts and make the the people I love so happy inside! I haul the kids from store to store, from Santa to portraits, to parades and carriage rides. I decorated the house the day after Thanksgiving, on nine hours of sleep for the week. Really, with midnight shift and shopping that was one tough week. Oh no, I still have to get my Christmas cards in the mail. I am officially one week into December and I am OVERWHELMED with the amount of goodness I MUST create. I put these super HIGH expectations on myself to make everything perfect (thanks Mom) and I kill myself living up to them. With that being said...I LOVE IT. I thrive off the stresses of Christmas, the bad parking, pushing in stores, the rude clerks, the last minute shoppers, the unbelievable deals, freezing SNOW, and all my last minute sewing projects.

Wouldn't trade this HOLIDAZE in for the world.