Top: Me and Nic in 2003, sometime during my summer before college. Please note tiny Emily and Noelle in the background. Finding presents is hard. I had the lofty goal to buy presents that everyone would love. How come people I love are such a mystery to me? Shouldn’t it be easy to find people that I know well a present that would be a positive addition to their lives? It hasn’t been.
Dad never wants anything. Wait, he wanted a GPS. But he bought that for himself on Black Friday. He doesn’t like clothes or things really. He does like books, but I haven’t seen anything that screams, “MY FATHER MUST READ THIS.”
Mom deserves something spectacular. Something unique with a back story explaining why it is unique (and pretty). The things normal moms want are not appealing to my mother. I thought she needed a Coach purse like every other momma, turns out she didn’t really.
Mike believes pretty much all stuff is crap. We don’t need things, they weigh us down. So I was thinking something practical would do, but then he wouldn’t love practical and I would steer far from my goal of getting people I love things they love (I realize that is a paragraph long sentence- please pardon).
Emily is now finally into clothes and jewelry a little more. But her taste is so different than my own, I don’t know if I’m guessing close to a great gift or a horrific one. Do I get a cute piece of jewelry she’ll love now but disregard in a year? Or something she won’t care much for now and will hold onto that she will grow to love?
JMO’s gift has been purchased. Since he is an upgrader by nature, I probably bought something he would have been into 3 months ago but has now moved on. Maybe not. Maybe so. I’ll have to be hopeful because I’ve already committed.
I love more people than this, although these are the five that I’ve put all my time into worrying about. These people are wonderful to me, love me, and they deserve fabulous tokens of my affections.
PS My Christmas list is getting longer and longer if anyone wants to purchase me a gift. I am not a gift mystery.
Stare at this baby please. I gave my camera to a 9 year old, so there are many more picture possibilities. I’ll end it here though. I suppose not everyone on the internet wants to stare at pictures of people I like.
Today, the return to reality hasn’t been so bad. Thank you turkey wrap from Jason’s Deli and others entertaining turkey stories.
Now admire this picture of my brother in a child’s tent…
I’m now back in Houston after having four days off work. I’m getting ready for work now and I dread making the move out the door. Being home with my family was a wonderful treat. They are fun people and I love them. I miss getting to see people I love on a daily basis. I would probably go crazy if I actually lived there, but it is nice to watch a ridiculous movie with my brother and then go for a walk with the dog. Since Tranee and Grey are just a few blocks away we can plan to be somewhere in under 5 minutes. Back in Houston, I am missing readily available people I enjoy. Here, I plan ahead to hang out with a friend and it usually falls through the day of. I may spend to much of my life dependent on others ready to play with me.
