Christmas
I'm not saying that gift giving is my primary love language, but I do like a good Christmas and I can't help feeling sorry for those people who describe their holiday as 'low-key'. Especially when it comes to presents.
I asked Tim what he got for Christmas. 'A cookbook,' he said. 'What else?' I asked. Nothing else, apparently. I was so surprised that Tim later wrote me a entire email to clarify how contented he was with that one gift. I still side with Mum, who asked innocently, 'Doesn't he have a family?'
My work mate Kat told me happily how her Christmas presents consisted of fifty dollars, five boxes of chocolate and a pair of socks. I felt a bit sad.
Dave Jolly only got one present this year. It was a labeller.
I asked Tim what he got for Christmas. 'A cookbook,' he said. 'What else?' I asked. Nothing else, apparently. I was so surprised that Tim later wrote me a entire email to clarify how contented he was with that one gift. I still side with Mum, who asked innocently, 'Doesn't he have a family?'
My work mate Kat told me happily how her Christmas presents consisted of fifty dollars, five boxes of chocolate and a pair of socks. I felt a bit sad.
Dave Jolly only got one present this year. It was a labeller.