Does that make me a bad citizen? I don’t know. I was watching the news this morning and they were reporting (with quite a bit of hushed alarm in their voices) that retailers are worried. People aren’t spending enough on this, the week before Christmas. It’s a sign of a bad economy, they say. As I sit here with a throbbing head, watery eyes, stuff dripping uncontrollably out the front of my nose and down the back of my throat, wanting to scream (if my voice could go that high) when I think about the Christmas shopping I have left to do…my first thought is “Good. I hope nobody else buys one more thing and our entire economy goes down the toilet.” What’s the worst that could happen? I don’t know if I really want to know the answer to that question. But the insanity would stop, right? I just can’t figure out why we all feel so compelled to buy all these gifts with money we don’t have for people that already have way too much stuff. I’m trying to start a revolution here. I guess maybe it will just be a revolution of one. But I don’t care. I’m buying one gift for each of my kids and one thing for each of their stockings. And a little something for my nephews too. And that’s it. No more. We’ll spend the holiday with family and friends that we love and we’ll eat good food and we’ll look at our pretty white lights sparkling all over my house that remind me of the way that the stars shone on the night of our Savior’s birth. And we’ll worship. To heck with the economy.
On much nicer note, we finished up with the last of the Christmas concerts this week. Callie had her first choir concert as a middle schooler. She even surprised us by being listed as a percussionist on one of the songs, starting out the song and keeping the rhythm throughout on the tambourine. She did a wonderful job.