A few days ago, my mom asked me what I would like for Christmas. I couldn't think of much of anything, mainly because our conversation was rather unusual and it didn't feel quite like the moment to be asking for gifts. I said something to the tune of: "I just want my family home - healthy and happy. I don't need anything special. Seeing everybody and being able to laugh together is the best gift I can think of..."
I meant it, too.
However, the day after our conversation, it occured that I DO have some tangible things I would like as well. Making out my mental list, it went a little something like this:
- a sewing machine
- a new set of pots and pans (especially pans, as mine are five years old. And Teflon? Doesn't age so well)
- a cutting board
Then I looked over my list.
Somehow, I skipped the rest of my 20's and just headed straight for my 40's. Because that list? Not hip.
Still. Hopefully there's some Teflon for me under the tree this year.
Don't worry, you're not alone - last year, my list contained new sheets and a dryer. I actually got the dryer(!) and now have fluffy towels and soft clothes, instead of hard crusty ones that took two weeks to dry since it rains all the time here. Only runs on Sundays, when the electricity's 50% off, but it's totally worth it. And this year, I'm also asking for new pots and pans, plus a knife set!