Ruminations about Christmas
We went to Gig Harbor today, to go shopping. I got a book for making cocktails and all sorts of drinks, for Dad, which is great. Charlie also got him a holder for a wine bottle, when we were at the art museum, so we plan to "both give both," as they go together so well. I'm wondering if we should try to find something to go inside the holder-- a bottle of cheap champagne or wine, or something.
Actually, while I was out, I say a small bottle of Chablis that had been made into a Christmas tree bauble. I wanted to get it for Charlie, as he's fallen in love with "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil," but it was too expensive.
I also got a bunch of little things, for stockings. In my family, we open the stokcings first, before the presnets that are under the tree. It's always been one of my favorite things abour Christmas. My parents always gave each other joke presents; as they are no longer together, their stockings are up to me and Charlie, if they are to be done at all. I think that the parents still plan to stuff stockings for my brother and I, but it's not fun, if only two out of four people have stockings to pull little frivolities out of. So, I've been getting little things, over the past month or so. I have a small pad of paper for my mother, and some combs that I made. For my dad, I have a few spice mixes, for the mulling of and such. I also got him a pretty-smelling plum soap, today. Both parents are getting little bags of lavender-- I plan to put these in the toe of the stocking, to make everything smell nice (read: not like mothballs). I also got some cards-- fake IDs (Capt. Jack for mumsy, Marilyn Monroe for Dad-- I don't know why I went with Marilyn instead of Elvis, but it just seemed best) and two Victorian gentlemen's calling cards. I'll list their names, when I have the chance. (Ei! Just realized that I left a bag of presents on the kitchen table!)
I don't really know what else to do. We plan to go to Seattle, tomorrow, which is good. I'm sure to get some cool things, there. Dad's chess set (I mentioned that already, right?) isn't going to be done, in time for Christmas-- I'll give it to him for his birthday. I can finish by March, right?
I've only had a few ideas for what else to put in stockings. Any room that is left, I plan to fill with fruit. I'm really wishing that I hadn't put off learning to drive, so long. I mean, if I'd atarted classes a year ago, I could actually go out to all the places that I want to go. That is, I can't get the fruit yet (I don't know what I want-- certainly, mangoes for Dad and pomegranites for Mom), but I'd like to go to an antiques store, and just browse. Hmmm... what else is there?... Well, if I can get a cheap one, I'd like to give my dad a fancy sort of wine stop (for the neck of the bottle-- I should really try to learn the correct termanology, eh?). For my mother? She's easier, being female.
I'm going to go hide that bag. My mother is downstairs, dressing, and Charlie is enraptured by a computer game (I think he's an Allied soldier in the Fench countryside, but it's hard to tell), but one can never say what my family members will do, next.
Actually, while I was out, I say a small bottle of Chablis that had been made into a Christmas tree bauble. I wanted to get it for Charlie, as he's fallen in love with "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil," but it was too expensive.
I also got a bunch of little things, for stockings. In my family, we open the stokcings first, before the presnets that are under the tree. It's always been one of my favorite things abour Christmas. My parents always gave each other joke presents; as they are no longer together, their stockings are up to me and Charlie, if they are to be done at all. I think that the parents still plan to stuff stockings for my brother and I, but it's not fun, if only two out of four people have stockings to pull little frivolities out of. So, I've been getting little things, over the past month or so. I have a small pad of paper for my mother, and some combs that I made. For my dad, I have a few spice mixes, for the mulling of and such. I also got him a pretty-smelling plum soap, today. Both parents are getting little bags of lavender-- I plan to put these in the toe of the stocking, to make everything smell nice (read: not like mothballs). I also got some cards-- fake IDs (Capt. Jack for mumsy, Marilyn Monroe for Dad-- I don't know why I went with Marilyn instead of Elvis, but it just seemed best) and two Victorian gentlemen's calling cards. I'll list their names, when I have the chance. (Ei! Just realized that I left a bag of presents on the kitchen table!)
I don't really know what else to do. We plan to go to Seattle, tomorrow, which is good. I'm sure to get some cool things, there. Dad's chess set (I mentioned that already, right?) isn't going to be done, in time for Christmas-- I'll give it to him for his birthday. I can finish by March, right?
I've only had a few ideas for what else to put in stockings. Any room that is left, I plan to fill with fruit. I'm really wishing that I hadn't put off learning to drive, so long. I mean, if I'd atarted classes a year ago, I could actually go out to all the places that I want to go. That is, I can't get the fruit yet (I don't know what I want-- certainly, mangoes for Dad and pomegranites for Mom), but I'd like to go to an antiques store, and just browse. Hmmm... what else is there?... Well, if I can get a cheap one, I'd like to give my dad a fancy sort of wine stop (for the neck of the bottle-- I should really try to learn the correct termanology, eh?). For my mother? She's easier, being female.
I'm going to go hide that bag. My mother is downstairs, dressing, and Charlie is enraptured by a computer game (I think he's an Allied soldier in the Fench countryside, but it's hard to tell), but one can never say what my family members will do, next.