Sunday, December 18, 2011
Spirit of Christmas, Present . . .
Well, let's see. It began with my wonderful hair stylist who spiked my cut-and-colour appointment with her wonderful festive tea and who then wrapped me in a dryer-warmed faux-fur throw to sit and sip it in luxurious comfort as my colour soaked.
Then I hit a few shops, independent ones in our very own small downtown, so that I felt good about my spending. I found the perfect gift for one daughter, at least it's perfect in my imagination at the moment and if it fits her as I imagine, she should be delighted (yes, I know there are all kinds of ways those expectations could go wrong, but for now I'm living in them, happily, as one does before Christmas).
I found one of those perfect gifts for myself that one does when Christmas shopping -- or is that only selfish me? Whoops! A French bulldog of some impressive faux-silver heft, his back and front ends separated to form gorgeous book-ends. I'll snap some pics later so you can admire my new pet.
I listened to Michael Bublé's Christmas album while marking on Friday, She and Him's on my run yesterday, and I just may pull out all the stops and throw on some Boney M later this morning.
And this afternoon we're catching the ferry (yes, again!!) to head to Vancouver. I'll have some sparkly duds in my case for a dinner with my brothers/sisters in-law, so more Christmas spirit, and I'll be packing some gifts to hand out as well. In other words, I'm doing my best to spread the season out beyond one feverish and overwrought day. I'm there, people, I'm in the Christmas spirit (might have something to do with having finally finished my marking and filed my grades).