Thrifty-shmifty πŸ’΅ πŸ’°

Ok. So… I don’t mean to brag but I am pretty thrifty. My parents raised me with the concept that, “anyone can have anything they want, just not everything.” I’m incredibly proud of how economical and intelligent my parents are, I wish I would have listened to them years ago.

I’m proud to say I own the title to my Honda Odyssey and the deed to my home, which feels very good.

I have thrifty things that I do to earn money… I’m proud to say my 11 year old daughter, Lillian-Pillian, taught me how to “shopkick”.

Because of overall thriftiness, and selling things on eBay (thanks Mikey for the suggestion), I was able to make some VERY exciting purchases for my birthday! As the world may already know, I love love love coffee β˜•οΈ. I purchased myself a Keurig 2.0 575 (or something πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ) Happy birthday to me!!

I barely spent anything on it because of my thrifty nature (not couponing 😷) . My mother taught me everything I know, and my love and admiration for her is a blog for another day. And my dad… I’m a “daddy’s girl”. You could give him a toothpick and a jar of rubber cement and end up with a Lowe’s distribution center. πŸ’ͺ

I love you, Mom and Dad πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

Anywho, I got a new Keurig, and WiFi smart plugs. I kind of what to go back and buy 17 more😍. I have my living room lights on timers for security, and my Bath & Body Works wallflowers on timers to save money and avoid overwhelming scents.

While I was out shopping, I got presents for my friends, family, and most importantly, my daughters.

It’s cliche to say, but Christmas isn’t about presents, it’s about loving the time you have with people dear to your heart. I can not wait to hug my 2 oldest daughters on Wednesday and feel their positive auras shine into my soul.

I’ve been wondering about a presentless Christmas. The holiday anxiety seems to come from presents. Christmas without presents is simply Thanksgiving with more decorations and snow. One thing that I have learned over the years is that gifts aren’t about the dollar, they are more about what’s in your heart. Whether I spend $1 or $170, my heart is the remunerator. Again, sorry to throw out an abundance of cliches, but gifts of the heart are more distinguished than gifts from the wallet. I’m proud to know that Emma and Lily have been raised with that mentality. It’s obvious because of the gifts they gave me while they were growing up. Their hearts are so big.Speaking of my daughters, I got them each a handful of presents that are PERFECT for them! Don’t tell Alyssa, but I got her a play kitchen. Shhhhh! 🀫

I may have got Emma a guitar 🎸 amp and I may have got Lily a pink hoodie. I wonder what it says on it? πŸ˜‰ #Logang#maybenotπŸ™ƒ

4 thoughts on “Thrifty-shmifty πŸ’΅ πŸ’°

  1. Gah! Such a happy blog. Love it!

    You are so thrifty. I have much to learn from you.

    I’m 110% positive the girls will love all their presents, especially the thought behind them too.

    It’s so easy to just get gift cards and call it a day. Zero thought is involved with that though.

    Kudos, chica!

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  2. I love how you put your “You have purpose” sign right by your coffeemaker. LOL. And this post shows the real spirit of Christmas. I love that. And thinking back, one of the best Christmas gifts Ive gotten in recent memory was a little dinky thing found at a flea market! You’ve taught your girls well!

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    1. My close friend, Amy, made that for me while I was pregnant with Pipsqueak. My pregnancy with her was a tumultuous time in my life. During this period I had a lot of questions and doubt regarding my purpose in my life. Despite the turbulent time period where mistakes were made I was rather careless, I am finding my way again and learning from my mistakes. πŸ‘

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