I must admit, I’m pretty excited about this blogging thing. I’m not sure what excites me about it, but like exercise, I feel compelled to be consistent about it until I understand this whole process a bit more. So I got home tonight worrying a bit about what do I do now? What do other bloggers do? So I looked at other blogs and I came across this blog, I actually did not read the whole post, but it was about the wrapping of Christmas presents, and just the first few lines sparked a memory of mine that I thought might cause you to either smile, or to scratch your head and wonder, which might create it’s own kind of smile. So hear goes…..When I was a young woman, married and 3 small young children, I could hardly contain my anxiety about what might be behind the wrapped presents sitting under the tree. I of course new what was in the presents that I had wrapped, but I had no idea what was in the presents that were wrapped by others for me and my children. So one Christmas I thought I just can not stand it, so while the girls were taking their afternoon nap, and before their Dad got home form work, I carefully took the present that I wondered the most about and very carefully undid the tape. I was so excited that I was actually able to take the tape off without damaging the paper, you see I knew that no one should find out what I was doing, that I continued my efforts. Lo and behold that first present I opened was the sewing machine I was hoping for. Well it went so well, that not only did I open the one present, that I decided I would open the kids presents as well, they took really long naps. By the time I was done, I knew what EVERYONE one of my kids and my husband, their Dad, was getting for Christmas! I was so excited that I could not contain myself. Well at least was I contained enough to re-wrap each present after I looked at it, and I had enough restraint not to give any hints to my girls about what I knew, along with enough restraint not to tell my husband what I was getting, (the sewing machine). I did however tell him about having opened all of the kids presents. Well let me just say he did NOT understand my need to do this, in fact, he hence forth made sure all people concerned with giving future Christmas presents not make them available until Christmas Eve. This of course prevented me from sneaking any more peeks! It took me years to get over that branding, which I admit,allowed me to gain some years of learning to appreciate the anticipation of what just might be under the tree?! Don’t you wonder?
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