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Dec 20 05: I give
I am bad at giving presents. Not because I don’t like to give them—I love that. I just need each gift to be a jewel-like distillation of my affection for the sender. They need to demonstrate my unique and insightful understanding of who that person is and what makes them happy. Is this so much to ask? All I require is perfection.
As a result, rare indeed is the gift that doesn’t get selected at the last possible moment. I usually consider and then mull over possibilities and then stall and then fret and then panic. By late December a friend with Mad Shopping Skillz is often required to talk me down off the ledge, take me by the hand, and tell me to take a few deep breaths.
However: I feel really good about the two individuals pictured here. I may still be panicked about my parents, but these were a labor of love from start to finish. That’s right: I made them with my own two hands. They make me smile every time I look at them. They are soft and squishy and have promised to be good companions for two small children on Long Island, whose uncle loves them very much.
Commentary
Ah…my child. You need me not. These are perhaps the most delicious gifts I have seen in a long time. I wonder if Nathan will know that you have given him the Shmoo.
posted by Shopping Sensei, Dec 27 05 10:28 PM
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