Do you guys find yourselves wanting to buy yourself gifts as you shop for others around the holidays? I keep finding things that I want when I’m supposed to be searching for things my loved ones will love, and then I feel selfish for getting sidetracked looking at jewelry or books or lamps for myself. But not enough to stop. This happens to other people, too, right?

When I break down and actually purchase one of these lovely somethings, I do feel guilty. Well, let’s be honest, the guilt lasts like a minute, and then I’m excited. I’m easily distracted by pretty things.

There are so many cool stores on the internet! How can I resist? Like The Literary Gift Company, who sells a T-shirt that says, “Careful or you’ll end up in my next novel,” and this pin that I’ve been drooling over for days: 

Isn’t it gorgeous? Wouldn’t it be the perfect accessory for readings? I’m in love with this pearled paper flower.

Anybody want to buy it for me? No? I guess I’ll be forced to buy it for myself.

Please don’t judge me.