What really matters?

The thought, right? Definitely! One of my biggest peeves in my family is when someone (Jason or Ethan) uses my bath towel, and then when I need it, it's damp and cold. I know it seems totally petty, and maybe even dumb, but it wears on my nerves! Nothing, and I do mean NOTHING, means more than when a friend that you dump all your shit on, day after day, actually listened and understood and fixed the problem. Today, I got my Christmas present from Jaymee, and I was so excited to see this. My very own, monogrammed, bath towel. Even better, she made it with her own two hands (and sewing machine). I cannot tell you how much it means to me. Yes, a towel. It made my whole day!

Of course, she couldn't bear to leave it at that, she always out does herself. I saw this necklace on a blog of a local business here in town. Jaymee happens to be friends with the owners. I fell in love with the flower. I have a plan for it, but it looks good on the leather too. It was months ago that I told Jaymee how much I loved it, and by the time she went to get it for me (she's the best) they were sold out. Lucky for me, the owners do like her, and special ordered it. Isn't it awesome? So, it is the thought. Just knowing that I have friends who love me and my family, and a huge group of people who have helped me make it through this year without Jason, is the best gift anyone could ask for.

However, Ethan would disagree (I'm sure) if I told him I thought about getting him a gift, so that should be enough. I am terrible. I want to buy him EVERYTHING. He is at a great age, they have the coolest toys. Elliott is a challenge for me, but he is getting way too many things too. I must say, I have had a great time getting gifts for everyone this year, and I can't wait to be in Sheridan for Christmas. Even without Jason, I plan to make the most of the season. Hopefully, we can make a great ending to a really long and tough year.