This Doozy Recipient Wants to Know
Have you ever opened up a gift and went....."what the heck?"
I have. I've gotten some doozies over the years.
Gift cards seem to be the latest rage lately. I'm thinking it's a good idea. Find a shop or quaint little restaurant that one on your gift list likes to frequent and surprise him/her with a card for a future visit. You can even wrap a small token gift appropriate for the card along with it.
For instance, if you know someone who just loves Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts coffee you could wrap the card in a Dunkin or Starbucks Mug. If the gift is intended for the policeman on your list (hahahahah) you could always wrap the Dunkin Donuts card up with a dozen donuts instead of the coffee. Of course this gift would have to be opened pretty much immediately. You may want to include a bigger belt for the soon to be expanded waistline depending on the amount of said giftcard.
If you have an avid hunter on your list you could wrap up the card to his favorite hunting place with a bright orange hat, vest or gloves. At least you can have some peace of mind that if he gets shot out in the woods you did everything to help ensure his safety and not feel the least bit guilty of encouraging him to walk around in the woods with a gun yet one more time.
Maybe you have a teen on your list? Teens are notoriiously hard to buy for. You can make a teenager happy by giving him or her movie tickets which can be wrapped up along with boxes of movie candy for the show. Of course the candy probably won't make it that long, but it's the thought that counts. Who knows? It could be the best gift yet for this teen. Who doesn't like to see a good movie?
Maybe some of what I call doozy gifts I've received would be welcomed by another. Like, for instance, the time I got two big bags of Dunkin Donuts Coffee and two mugs. I don't drink coffee. This was given to me by a very close family member. It didn't make me feel too good. I'll tell you that.
Or the one time I got this big coffee table book (what is it about coffee anyhow?) and there wasn't one written word in the thing. I can read you know. It was a big picture book of food. What the heck? Food? I don't want to look at food. I want to eat it.
My son got me a banana holder last year. I just looked at it and said, "what is this?" He ran into the kitchen, grabbed some bananas and gave me a visual right there and then trying to convince me (very earnestly I might add) that I was in dire need of this great gift. He was starting to sound very strangly like a salesman making his pitch.
This same son, the year before, got me an ab roller. Again, I looked at it and went, "what is this?" Of course this-I'm-not-going- to-reveal-his-identity-son, who is in the finest shape imaginable sporting his very own nice six pack attempted to show me how to use this ab roller doozy.......I mean thingy. I have to say he struggled a bit himself with the darn thing. But at least he could do it somewhat. I fell flat on my face. Was he trying to tell me something?
While the coffee, mugs and coffee book are long gone, I know I still have the banana holder....but no bananas at the moment, and the ab roller thingy is kicking around in some unopened box somewhere in the garage. I can hardly wait to open the gifts under the tree. It's sure to make me smile.
And that's a good thing.
Merry Christmas!!!