Despite the title, this really is my favourite time of year! I’ve got my Trans-Siberian Orchestra carols playing as I write this and wish that the immediate Christmas season was a lot longer. The anticipation, the last minute shopping, the presents piling up for yourself and other people, I just love it. I’m alway short of money or worried about that last minute Christmas check skidding in on the last banking day, but that’s not unusual. And this year, I can’t worry too much about it. I’ve bought and sent all the presents for my munchkins, plus the two December birthday gifts. My mom’s computer has been ordered and I’ll kick in my share after Christmas for that, right on time. (Jeez, I need to make up a neutral screen name for my MOM to send email on!!! LOL!!) I’ve taken care of my darling housemates, and little gifts for the family gatherings. My sisters, who have always shared my views about the holidays, and my wallet too, will understand if their presents are a day or two post holiday. This year, I extended myself a little farther and it feels so good, I’m going to share it with you all. If it makes me seem mushy, well, after the holidays I’ll be the same mean Miss Tara, so don’t get used to it!! ::wicked grin::
Last summer, I was able to help a friend who lived in MS and had been affected by the hurricane. That kind of direct step in and shop, ship things to a real person, made a huge difference for me, it is so MUCH more than just giving money. Throwing money at a problem is good, don’t get me wrong. But doing something personal, giving of myself…it spiraled and a lot of other people got involved. A few weeks ago, I got to thinking about a foster home for teen girls back where I grew up. There are always a few residents who don’t have a strong family, or people to care about them, and the holidays are not such a great time. So, I felt moved to do something, and to do more than just send a check. I consulted my wise (and creative) best friend and she suggested that they might like the funky colourful shoulder bags that our group of women have been making out of fancy scraps and trim. So, I bought a few yards of denim and a lot of silk remnant scraps online, she stitched all of the bags on her sewing machine, and I sat down to hand sew eight individual decorative purses. My imagination is worn out, my floor is littered with thread scraps, and you have haven’t heard from me in days! But I finished and they look pretty good! I tucked a pretty rose card and a fiver in each one and wrote a friendly non preachy letter to the girls, and sent it out. I really hope they like them. I hope even more that they feel some very real caring for each one behind the thought. I don’t know any of them, but I know about being a young girl and how sad it can be, even without extra problems. Charity is an ugly word, but kindness is beautiful no matter what time of year it is. I hope:)
Enough tooting my own horn! That’s what my little pets are for, to praise me and worship me and beg for my attention! Wave some chocolate under my nose and maybe I shall smile upon you, little stroker sluts!! (Ugh, wash your hands first!:X) I shall talk to you all soon, and I won’t be all pensive and sweet next time!! ::evil laugh::
Miss Tara
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