I’m not in the mood for ‘my kids are my life’, (they really are the air I breathe), or thank god for my brain and my eternal optimism (hehe).
I think the best gift is one I’ve not yet received. That would be a wad of cash. Like lots of it. Maybe some land. Possibly a Louis Vuitton purse.
THOSE are really good gifts.
If I have to say something nice about my ex-husband it’s that one year for Christmas he got me a jewelry box and inside was some cash to spend on myself and tickets to see George Strait. He did good that year. I will always remember that. I was obsessed with George Strait at the time.
I do like receiving old or antique items from family members after they’ve passed on. Family heirlooms like that really mean something.
I remember as a kid saying to my Gramma, when you die can I have this or that? It’s kind of giving Addams Family, that way of talking but I don’t know, it’s just how we were with Gramma. She’d say yes, put your name on the back so you can claim it as yours ’cause I’ll forget (plus she’d be dead).
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