I haven’t done any Christmas decorating or baking yet, and I’m not sure I’m going to. Maybe I’ll put a red bulb in a lamp. I’m not sure it’s even possible to shoehorn a tree into this living room now that there’s a giant parrot cage in the usual Christmas tree corner. The bird is green and red though, so Ho Ho Ho.
As for Christmas shopping, I’m almost done. I did most of it online.
It’s funny how some people are so easy to buy for and others are so hard. I’m not even sure why that is.
My son is always hard. He’s a civil servant by day and a DJ by night. He has a very lived-in apartment and three cats. He’s not into clothes or cooking or home improvement or reading. He loves mixing beats, listening to music and hanging out with his friends over a few beers.
Sometimes I feel bad because I can’t think of anything to get him – I worry it means I don’t know him well enough or something. But he doesn’t even know what he wants. I ask him for suggestions and he draws a blank. He says he’ll think about it and let me know, but he never does. Last year I even asked some of his friends and his former girlfriend, and they couldn’t think of anything either. So I bought him a gift certificate, which he still hasn’t used. He’s just not very stuff-oriented, I guess.
Anyway. He’s tough. I won’t tell you what I got him, because he occasionally reads my blog. But it’s something he would never buy for himself. (Which means it could be anything except sound equipment or beer.)
GC, on the other hand, is very easy to buy presents for. I think I’d be easy too. Every time I’m looking for a present for somebody else, I see dozens of things for me.
Families are so different in terms of traditions and expectations. I guess we tend to think of our own families as typical, until we hear about others. For example, I remember my mother being indignant about a lettuce spinner she received from her father’s girlfriend one year. “And that was supposed to be my BIG present!” she complained.
Everyone would always get a ‘big’ present and several smaller presents in my family. I thought that was normal until I grew up and celebrated Christmas with other people.
One family I knew made sure everybody went home with a gazillion little dollar store items. Another family’s tradition was that nobody bought anything – they would make gifts or give things from their own collections of stuff. In another family everybody exchanged envelopes of money, which was weird.
The other day I was listening to Kathleen Petty’s morning show on CBC, and I heard Lucy Van Oldenbarnaveld talking about what her mother got her for Christmas this year: scissors and deodorant. (And there was something about leeches or leeks, both of which seem like unlikely gifts, so maybe I heard that wrong.)
Anyway. I’m not decorating, sending cards, baking or going out caroling. I bought a really cheap frozen Butterball turkey on sale at Loblaws a couple days ago. Just a few little stocking stuffers to buy, and the pets’ presents, then I’m done.
How’s your Christmas coming along?