Christmas is a week away! Ack. And Christmas – or gift giving in general – means the wonder of the Amazon Wish List.
It wasn’t always that way with me. Shopping on Amazon became a thing when I met Husband. He doesn’t believe a gift is a good gift unless it plugs in or turns on. My family is a ‘thoughtful’ gift family and the more time you spend making it, the more thoughtful you are. Mom just made Brother an all Jean Santa Suit. She’s the winner this year of most thoughtful ever.
My first Christmas with Husband was a shocker. For both of us. All my gifts to were made and none of the plugged in. Heck, non of them were returnable. And all his gifts to me were practical and cold. Growing pains.
Now I know him and I know what will work for him. And what will not in a million years work for him. I’ve given up trying to get him shirts he would look great in or gadgets I think he might like and I and just stick to the Amazon wish list – for the most part.
You see, I’m ornery and I like to go rogue with him every once in awhile. Because I think the magic of gift giving is the surprise of the gift.
Like this guy.
I loved this guy. I thought he was perfect for our 8th anniversary. He made me giggle every time I looked at him. He make me silly with joy when I wrapped him up – in a box with his feet hanging out.
And Husband HATED this gift. It was evident on his face when he opened the box. And all that did was make me laugh harder.
He is now living outside my office window. I smile every time I see him. And that's the mark of a good gift. Though usually it's supposed to make the receiver smile too... Ah well, one out of two ain't bad.
But he LOVED this one –
Husband has always wanted a Porsche 356 Speedster. For this gift, I convinced my family to contribute money for a part of the 356 car kit. Twenty dollars for a hubcap. One hundred and twenty five for a bumper. Sixty for a side mirror. Then I bought a toy 356 and attached the envelopes containing the money and picture of the party to the corresponding car part on the toy inside the wrapped box. It was awesome to watch him pull it all out. I was as giddy as a school girl - even though it took him a bit to figure out what the heck I was trying to do. It didn't plug in or turn on or come from Amazon...
It still a happy memory – despite the fact that we didn’t give him enough money for a car and he still doesn’t have a 356 Speedster. Except for the toy. And he's over that.
Last year, we were driving across the country so Christmas and birthday gifts were nonexistent. This year, I need to up my game. So far, there’s nothing traumatizing for Husband under the tree. I've actually been following his Wish List.
I have a week to come up with something cringe worthy.
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