first off- did anyone go out shopping on saturday??? WHAT A ZOO! i literally felt like a cow being herded a long in directions i didn't want to go. i felt a sort of empathy for cattle that i hadn't felt before. they must get so frustrated at people ringing bells or sending dogs to bark and chase after them...kind of like how i felt with people honking at me while i was trying to find a spot to park...or people walking so fast to the right or left of me that i felt like if i didn't keep up with the pace, i'd get trampled. i really enjoy shopping for my friends or family, though. seeing their faces when they open something that you picked out specifically for them makes all the hustle and bustle worth it.
i'm getting kind of tired of hearing all of my friends and family say, "Yeah, I have all my shopping done. It feels so nice!" I want to scream! I do have close to all of my Christmas shopping done...minus one person...the person who should be all done: THE HUSBAND! i can't help but be stumped. i have had some good ideas...all of which have failed to work out...so now i'm crying out in desperation for HELP (imagine me writing S.O.S. in the sand so that all can see). i want to be meaningful...yet, i know that men don't see "meaningful" quite the same as we women see it. i mean, i would get all sentimental and teary eyed to see a picture of us in a frame. i don't quite see the same reaction coming from M. i guess i just want him to be happy on Christmas morning... there has to be a perfect gift out there somewhere! ugh. what a dilemma.
any suggestions? comments? they'd be much appreciated. until then, i'll continue the "perfect present hunt."