Because you can't get nothing and you don't want stuff from ThinkGeek. Dang it.
Charitable contribution in her name?
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Because you can't get nothing and you don't want stuff from ThinkGeek. Dang it.
Charitable contribution in her name?
my brother does that, too. Not to me, but my mother is gonna pull her hair out.
Give them all socks.
ISTG, people, next year I'm doing the cards and all the Christmas stuff in AUGUST. I can't deal.
I finished shopping early this year and I have to say it is annoying me. I can't stop looking and adding little things here and there for the kids (they don't need MORE). I'm also going a bit nuts waiting for them to open their presents. I'm tired of keeping the secrets. Heck, I even bought K-Bug's birthday present already and that is over 3 months away. Gahhhhhhhhh.
Socks, gift cards, and a goat from Heifer.
Socks, gift cards, and a goat from Heifer.
The trifecta of perfect gifts for the hard-to-buy for.
I am so ready to go but it's too early!
I think my mom did buy Bro some socks.
Also, when someone asks you what you want for Christmas/birthday/whatever, (and someone is me and you is my sister), and you say, oh, I don't want anything! or oh, I don't care, anything is fine... that's not actually helpful, okay?
Next year my bro and SiL get a goat from Heifer. Because they do the "I don't know...anything I want I just go ahead and buy...just get me whatever" thing. And so then I do get them whatever, and then feel like my love/worth as a sister is measured in the fact that I bought my bro a water bottle with Cthulhu on it instead of, I don't know, an iPad.
The first year I heard about Heifer I was discussing presents for our mother with my sister. I proudly announced, "I got her half a sheep" ... and, after a long silence during which I KNEW my sister was thinking, "do we have room in the freezer?" "we don't like mutton, or even lamb, that much" and, generally, "WTF?", I explained that it was Heifer and how it worked. She was relieved to find out it wasn't going to be something she'd have to find room for.