Hubby. Dear old hubby. The man is the hardest person to shop for EVER. We've been together a total of 18 years, we can finish each others sentences. We give one another a look across the room and know what the other is talking about. And then comes Christmas...
He's such a snooty butt when it comes to gifts. He might like something one year, but the next he hates it. He had his own idea of cool, and of course his taste is king. Get where I'm going with this? It takes psychic ability to know what he likes and what to buy for him Xmas. You think you've skulled out a really great gift for him, and he opens it Xmas morning and you can see that look on his face: No, really, you shouldn't have.
So before starting the Xmas shopping this year, I went to Oldest and Hubby while they were flopped in front of the couch watching TV and told them I expected a list of 20 things they would want to find under the tree. And to make sure they did it, I handed them pens and paper.
When I get these lists back I AM AMAZED. I never would've thought of half of this stuff. Some of it is quite far out there - I mean, out of production alternative rock albums, Jeep parts, etc. Oldest asked for off the wall things too - anime imports, etc., etc. Geez, man... how was I to know about any of this stuff???
So yesterday I thought I would try and track down at least a few of these things on the guys lists. I picked what I THOUGHT would be the easiest from hubby's list and spent the better part of three hours looking for this sucker everywhere from Ebay to Amazon. And here I was feeling guilty because I asked for a new bottle of Cashmere Mist...which meant hubby and Oldest would have to brave the spray ladies over at Dillards - at holiday season at that. Consider my guilt trip cured!
On another note, I learned this morning from hubster that one of our old high school friends has died. This is the third, I think, in the past five years or so. It's amazing, the number of us that have been shaved down from the old crew. We were thick back then, but of course after school and marriage we all went our own way. Had kids, some went to jail, others... who knows? But when you hear one of us has passed away, it really stops and makes you think about your age and life in general, in mortality. Your children, and the future. *shakes head* Twenty-nine is too damn young to die.
But I'm not going to think about that any more today. Life must go on.
I have a few things to do before Oldest makes it home from school. First order of business is to mail out a TON of Xmas cards. Eh, gads. These are just the ones to my homies in the doll groups. *_* On Friday I'll fill out and send all the family and close friends-that-are-family cards and send them off. I'm having custom cards made with pics of Mini and Oldest for them this year. Before I do that, though, Oldest MUST have a haircut! I have the clippers ready for when he gets home. Muahahaha!
There you have it, my Tuesday. I hope yours is happy, and more eventful than my own. Best wishes all around! ^_~