Tommy had another seizure last night and I guess I should talk about how that makes me feel (bad/mad/sad/angry/questioning), but when I couldn't sleep, I spent a lot of time online window shopping last night to try and calm myself down (and also watching Season 2 of Dexter, which is probably not the most calming show), so instead I'm just going to talk about the superficial today, k?
Once Shane and I had kids, we stopped splurging on each other for Christmas. Usually, we do get one or two things for each other, but this year, thanks to an ill-timed rise in insurance premiums and the deductible, we're on a pretty tight budget. And of course, there's never a good time for a raise in costs (especially when there's no salary raise to go along with it), but I think we can all agree that a rise in costs that corresponds with a month in which we spent more on medical costs than we would normally spend in the course of several years is just really, really bad timing. Still, despite the lack in Christmas gifting for one another, that doesn't mean that I can't imagine a world in which my true love will give me twelve days of Christmas gifts (no lords a leaping, though, thanks). Since most of my Christmas shopping has been on Etsy, it seems that I can't stop myself from favoriting things that I'd like to have too.
* How perfect is this Two are better than one canvas? It's such a simple statement, but means so much.
* Even though I just said that I was mostly shopping Etsy, I can't stop myself from drooling over various Matilda Jane pieces, especially the Burnie Tee and Honey Dew top. I love, LOVE basic items that can be a staple to both my professional and personal wardrobe.
* Shane and I both adore Julia Child and of course, this quote. I love the way it's presented on the canvas.
* Be Kind to Yourself. Who doesn't need this reminder?
* I've had a can of grey paint waiting for my bedroom FOREVER and when I finally do paint it (hey, maybe my imaginary Christmas list should include a house painter), I can envision this shelf on the wall. I love the napkin holder by the same seller. We use cloth napkins, so having a table organizer like this would be perfect.
* Love this chalkboard. I can picture it in our kitchen with grocery lists or sweet messages written on it.
* This Maya Angelou quote is how I want to greet each and every morning.
* I have one gock's frocks skirt and would like an entire wardrobe of them!
* I am in mad love with this upcycled Bloom sign. I've purchased from this seller before and the way he turns junk into art is so inspiring.
* This little birdie makes me think of my grandma and needs a place at my house.
What about you? What are you hoping your true love will bring?
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such beautiful things for a beautiful person.
i am so sorry about tommy. and i am so sorry for your heart and your head. just about the time you were able to breathe again ... stupid stupid seizures.
Oh Erin, I'm so sorry about Tommy.
Hubs claims that he never knows what to buy me for Christmas. Now I'm thinking that I should just show him my Favorites page on Etsy and let "him" choose.
Here are a few things that I favorited:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/58965917/love-one-another-tiny-text-bowl-by
http://www.etsy.com/listing/58873499/three-ring-pendant-necklace-matte-white
http://www.etsy.com/listing/62039788/hoodie-top-cement-gray
http://www.etsy.com/listing/62130813/little-peeps-perfect-purse-pouch
I wish for Tommy to stop having seizures. That's what I'm asking Santa for. (However, Santa doesn't really listen to me since I'm Jewish and all but I'll try...)
sending hugs your way and still praying for Tommy be be seizure free! I love your title. Great wish list.
I wish my true love could forever end your pain... xo
Oh no. I am so sorry Erin. I hope you have a calm and relaxing holiday and that you start re-counting the days seizure-free and they get higher and higher and never stop. Until you forget to count anymore it's so high. Thinking of you.
:( i was hoping they were a thing of the past. i'm sorry. wish i was there. love you.
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