I don’t know about your family but mine is now to the point where, most times, we ask each other what we want for Christmas. There is little surprise involved. I guess we figure that we would rather buy each other something we really want than hear the “oh, it’s nice” through the fake smile and gritted teeth.
But alas, this does not necessarily mean that the mark is never missed. If you want hand towels that actually absorb water or bubble bath that actually produces bubbles (the “s” indicating the plural being the key there), then you better be specific.
This is also not to say that all of my family members rely on direct questioning for gift ideas. My sister takes great care in picking out gifts and great pride in finding something just right for the person. My mom will often ask but will also throw in a couple of surprises.
My mom still makes me up a stocking and I still get an Archie comic in it. And I love it.
While I’m on a Christmas roll, I thought I’d jot down a few things that I would like this Christmas.
I’ve wanted one of these for two years now, not so much for the card organizing but for writing down special dates. I am lucky to remember those of my own family but now should be remembering my husband’s. Help.
Special Days Card Planner
I love the idea of making my own fresh bread. Call me old fashioned or just call me “Yumm”.
Bread Maker
(By the way, I have no idea if this is a good one or not … consider it an example only).
I really love this idea and am fairly certain I would stick with it and would actually fill it out.
Gardener’s Journal
I don’t think I need to elaborate on this next one. These just spell L.U.X.U.R.Y. to me.
Silk Pajamas
I love cook books. Any one will do but this one just caught my eye.
Cook with Jamie
If only … am I right, ladies?
Cooking. I’m talking about cooking.
If all else fails, anything from Cooking.com, Victoria’s Secret, or the gardening section of Lee Valley would do just nicely.
Too bad my gift-buying family members don’t actually read my blog (my husband excluded). Feel the love.
