Do you remember those Christmas tree lights that were a flood light with a rotating disk with four colors on it? They were popular on 1960s tensel trees.
CD
I haven’t counted, but we have around 30.I can pretty much guarantee that your collection of Swarovski glass is way smaller than my sister's. She loves that stuff. That's how I knew right away when I saw your post that it was a Swarovski ornament.
CD
Yup!
I haven’t counted, but we have around 30.
I know they have other items (lots of other things), but we buy only the annual Christmas ornament. We don’t have anything else from them.Pfffft! Triple that, and you will be close. My sister loves to collect things.
CD
I tried it once as I was fed up with money being wasted on things I despise like cheap shower gel in a cavernous cardboard box, it's a cold hollow feeling. So now I have a list of things I need or want and tell them to choose something from that. That allows for an element of surprise and they have to actually do the work (ie buy and wrap it).One of my colleagues buys her own presents, wraps them, then gives them to her husband with the gift tags to fill in and attach, he is responsible for buying her a few bits ie..chocolates. Not Sure how I feel about that to be honest.
I suppose for those who celebrate Christmas, they do what works for them, but that would raise my eyebrow a little.Not Sure how I feel about that to be honest.
I tried it once as I was fed up with money being wasted on things I despise like cheap shower gel in a cavernous cardboard box, it's a cold hollow feeling. So now I have a list of things I need or want and tell them to choose something from that. That allows for an element of surprise and they have to actually do the work (ie buy and wrap it).
Although this year I already know I have some fabulous expanding motorcycle bags coming my way
I suppose for those who celebrate Christmas, they do what works for them, but that would raise my eyebrow a little.
My wife’s family, they exchange lists of what they want, and then everyone buys off the lists. When we had our first Christmas together (keep in mind, I come from a family that doesn’t celebrate Christmas), I was surprised by that, because it seemed like cheating to me.
After that, I told MrsT to not give me a list and to not expect one from me (though I did provide one to her parents because you’ve got to respect the elders), that gift-giving, you need to know the recipient and pick something out for them.
That’s why, when we were all exchanging gifts over the years (we no longer do…too many people to buy for these days), I became something of a family legend, and when we’d moved to drawing names of people to buy for, everyone wanted me to pick their name, because they knew it would be a good gift, tailored to them, and a surprise.
This year, though, I really came up short for MrsT. It’s been a year of distractions, to say the least.
I think that’s lovely if you’re into that sort of thing but personally I’d rather spend the money on something I know the other person really wants.I suppose for those who celebrate Christmas, they do what works for them, but that would raise my eyebrow a little.
My wife’s family, they exchange lists of what they want, and then everyone buys off the lists. When we had our first Christmas together (keep in mind, I come from a family that doesn’t celebrate Christmas), I was surprised by that, because it seemed like cheating to me.
After that, I told MrsT to not give me a list and to not expect one from me (though I did provide one to her parents because you’ve got to respect the elders), that gift-giving, you need to know the recipient and pick something out for them.
That’s why, when we were all exchanging gifts over the years (we no longer do…too many people to buy for these days), I became something of a family legend, and when we’d moved to drawing names of people to buy for, everyone wanted me to pick their name, because they knew it would be a good gift, tailored to them, and a surprise.
This year, though, I really came up short for MrsT. It’s been a year of distractions, to say the least.