How did we afford to move, you ask? Well, thank the Lord above that both sets of parents had already told us earlier in the year that this year's Christmas gifts were going to be cold, hard cash. And thankfully, both sets of parents agreed to send us the money early. Without them I do not know what we would have done at all.
Sadly, that means no gifts at Christmas for us. We don't really exchange gifts with our siblings (although this year they all got wedding photos) or friends and the parents have already sent their generous gifts so we will be gift free this year. Neither Paul nor I are materialistic even a little bit but we have been so 'treat-starved' over the past year that we wish we could at least buy each other some stuff. Its so hard, but I hope that next year this will all be a distant memory.
We did actually each get a CD though. Six weeks ago or so I got an unexpected small check and I used it to buy Paul a compilation CD that I knew he really wanted. At the time it was to be the first of several Christmas gifts but then the move came upon us and suddenly it was the only gift. I gave it to him a few days ago when I found it in a moving box so that he could listen on the drive to and from work.
Paul bought me a CD too because as Christmas approached I went to get out my trusty Amy Grant Christmas Album (Best Christmas CD EVER) and found the case to be empty. I'm baffled by that since I never lose anything! Of course I would lose the one thing I really, really wanted. I was so sad that my sweet Paul took $10 that we do NOT have and went to Wal-Mart to get it for me.
I've been listening to this album at Christmas for, literally, 20 years. First on tape and then on CD but it never occurred to me when we re-bought it that the first song was so appropriate:
"Another tender Tennessee christmas is the only christmas for me.
Where the love circles around us, like the gifts around our tree.
Well I know there's more snow up in Colorado than my roof will ever see.
But a tender Tennessee christmas is the only christmas for me."
(Sorry, Kim!)
2 comments:
Yeah, that song gets me every time. *sigh* And, to imagine that we left there just last week. Killing me. *sniffles*
Still, I like to hear stories from or things about home. Even if it makes me sad. :)
Glad you got another copy to enjoy. :)
Heh, I was "babysitting" someone's awesome stereo/cd system while she was abroad. When she came back, I returned her system, only to discover my 8 favorite cd's were inside. I tried several times to contact her, and never got them back. Ended up with 8 empty cd cases and a little sadness *sniff*
We're getting the same thing for Christmas too (the check arrived yesterday). I put it under the tree and will hope and hope and hope we can keep it there (not cash it) for as long as possible.
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