About Katie’s Picture
I think I’m getting old and possibly maybe even mature because I no longer want loads and loads of crap for Christmas. I just want to enjoy the day. Each year I get less stuff and each year I want it that way more and more. This year I got the gift of time from my parents. They came out and stayed with me. That was nice considering my dad had been having some serious problems with his heart and had to have surgery on it just a few days before coming out. It was great to see him here playing with grandkids. But who am I kidding, I still like opening wrapped presents on Christmas morning. My favorite was this pop-up book of the old National Parks posters that my brother and his wife got me. Such a perfect gift. I loved it. I think a Pop-up book + National Park stuff + dad here reading it with grandkids = The best gifts.
About Sadie’s Picture
I have a really hard time accepting gifts. I also don’t like useless gifts. I do love giving gifts however, I am a HUGE gift giver. I especially love making stuff for people I think it really shows them how much I love them. Toward the end of this year I have been getting many gifts. Lot of useful ones. It has been wonderful because anything that helps me feel better, keeps me warm, or keeps my belly full of food has been AMAZING. The best gift though is time. I am so grateful when people spend time with me. This week my friend Kirsten flew down from Alaska and stayed with me for 5 days. She was so awesome and helped me clean my house, filled my freezer with healthy tasty meals I can just microwave and eat, and kept me company while I was sick sick sick. She also brought me a stack of Christmas gifts from friends in Alaska. These were two of them, I got a devil hat, hand made by my friend Sandy (this is devil hat number two, the other one left fuzzies on my stubbly shaved head so having this one that doesn’t leave fuzzies behond is awesome beyond belief) and this shirt is hilarious. I loved the blog post from The Bloggess about her giant metal rooster (Beyoncé) shenanigins. Therefore I love this shirt. So in this giant mess of a ramble it turns out the best gifts are just the ones you love. They can be a noun or a verb, but either one is awesome because it means someone though of you and cared.