In the past I've been known to give "unusual" presents. From my brother's birthday "Big Bucket o' Testosterone" (A huge Home Depot Bucket filled with utter randomness -- batteries, toilet balls, paint brush, NAILS, duct tape and finally a gift card), to the infamous family
"Brown Bag" Christmas I'm just never terribly thrilled with the ordinary. There's nothing wrong with it. It's just the on occasion, with a little bit of inspiration and random wackiness, I think I can do better.
I discovered today I was a little low on the small "stocking" presents we give everybody, so I dashed to the store for one last go-round. I found things for my niece pretty quickly and was pleased with my choices. But then I needed something for my nephew, and surprisingly I was stumped. Nothing sounded quite "right" and I walked around the store for a bit, going over lists in my head and muttering in that kind of holiday Rainman kind of way. I kept on trying to come up with something fun, maybe funny and definitely different. As I stood in the aisle pondering, it suddenly hit me. The perfect present.
I'm not going to tell you and I'm not even going to show you. You'll have to come back tomorrow after the presents are opened to hear the rest of the story. I think it will be fun, maybe funny and definitely different.
Like me.
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