I am one of those people who waits until the week before Christmas to go shopping for people. Not that it is difficult, but I always get distracted by other things. In the past the distractions generally circled around something work related. Now that I am out of the military, it has been more simple.
Car troubles. My boyfriend got his car back in time for the right front tire of mine to go flat. Now my car has a nice spare tire for the time being until Rob and I can get the original tire to a place that will determine whether the tire can be fixed or has to be replaced. The interesting thing is that the right front tire went flat three years ago, too. I replaced all four tires afterward because I had no idea how old they were (I bought the car used earlier that year). I am not looking forward to the possibility of shelling out money to buy another set of tires, but whatever gets my car back in good shape. Rob also says the car needs an alignment. That is probably true, though I am too used to the quirks of my car to have noticed.
So this year, it seems like a good year for gift certificates all around. I will likely get my father and brothers gift certificates to either Amazon.com or Barnes & Noble. Dad and Nathan are avid readers and I am sure both have books they have been looking at. I certainly did until my grandparents sent me a gift certificate. And if they do not want books, Amazon.com has a wide selection of other things to choose from. Martin is not as avid of a reader, but Mom said he was hoping for a Barnes & Noble gift certificate. Who am I to argue?
Rob might be a bit more difficult to buy for. I am considering a Best Buy gift certificate. He is wanting an iPod. The one he has is about shot, battery wise. He has used it well for the three or so years he has had it. I wonder how quickly it will take him to fill up a 120 GB iPod. Hm….
The cats will probably get fuzzy mice toys or something for Christmas. They will undoubtedly either get eaten or otherwise destroyed inside a couple hours, so I probably should get more than one package for them. And I am not kidding about eating. Cheddar and Colby both ate the fuzzy toys whole one time. The aftermath was rather unpleasant to clean up, but I learned not to let them play with something like that unless I have fed them in the past couple hours.
I am just hoping my family gets along somewhat well this holiday. I caught wind of a rather unpleasant argument between my mother and grandmother on Thanksgiving in regards to an uncle who is in jail. Long story, and one I am not getting into, but I am hoping this holiday does not revisit that argument.
More to come