Dearest hubby and I just had our annual ‘you’re spending too much on Christmas’ conversation.
I hate this conversation.
Christmas ‘shopping’ at our house goes like this. We talk about what we want to buy. I go do the shopping. He complains about what I spend. After fifteen years of it, it’s sort of predictable.
I think I need to push dearest hubby out into the big bad land of shopping malls and Toys R Us and let him see what things cost.