I got in a mad panic about it last night and flew through the internet grabbing things willy-nilly. Well, not willy-nilly, but almost. My dad is getting a lovely bluegrass gospel album, as I think I told you. My oldest nephew is getting The Graveyard Book. My youngest nephew is getting a make-your-own-gummies kit. My brothers are both getting calendars from Yee Haw Industries. And my mom is getting a lovely set of magnets and two cacti.
It’s a little spartan around here this year for Christmas.
Both of my brothers are out of work. So, you have to strike a balance about getting them something you feel good about AND that won’t make them feel bad about not being able to get you anything in return.
I wish we could just say “Life’s hard, let’s eat.” and not worry about presents, but we’re not quite there yet.