Well, I wrapped the first of a few gifts for this season. Some of them were autographed books by ..... what's his name ...... Gershwin, or something like that. :wink: Bald Cypress taught me a neat lesson - use out of date aeronautical charts for gift wrapping. Lord knows I have a lot of'em!
I'm at an age when practical gifts seem appropriate - whether getting or giving. Levi's for my Son and Granddaughter. DeLorme Street Atlas for Pauline (a lady friend of the female persuasion) and my Son. Katie and Isabella (her little sister) are getting some toys - inevitable. Katie is also getting some toasted squash seeds. Her and I have done that since she was about 4, and she goes through them like crap through a tin goose.
Our Christmas party at the Masonic Lodge is tonight; I'll be Santa this year. Katie will, of course, again be a Santa's helper, running gifts to folks all over the room. The ladies in their 80's and 90's giggle and tee-hee as much as the kids. It's a very Midwest-small town-Americana event - if Norman Rockwell were still alive, he'd be there painting it for the Saturday Evening Post cover.
I look forward to it every year, for most of the year. It's potluck dinner, and boy!! - can those ladies cook!! I gain 30 pounds just sitting here thinking about it AARRGGHH!!
I'm at an age when practical gifts seem appropriate - whether getting or giving. Levi's for my Son and Granddaughter. DeLorme Street Atlas for Pauline (a lady friend of the female persuasion) and my Son. Katie and Isabella (her little sister) are getting some toys - inevitable. Katie is also getting some toasted squash seeds. Her and I have done that since she was about 4, and she goes through them like crap through a tin goose.
Our Christmas party at the Masonic Lodge is tonight; I'll be Santa this year. Katie will, of course, again be a Santa's helper, running gifts to folks all over the room. The ladies in their 80's and 90's giggle and tee-hee as much as the kids. It's a very Midwest-small town-Americana event - if Norman Rockwell were still alive, he'd be there painting it for the Saturday Evening Post cover.
I look forward to it every year, for most of the year. It's potluck dinner, and boy!! - can those ladies cook!! I gain 30 pounds just sitting here thinking about it AARRGGHH!!