all the pretty presents

I don’t count New Year’s Eve for much of a holiday and thus feel I can safely say that the holidays are over.  It’s kind of a Yay! to have all the chaos finished, but also rather ho-hum to be faced with 31 days in the month of January, festivity-free.

There’s lots that I love about Christmas, and none of it’s to do with the baby Jesus.  Like any good five year old, what I love is the presents.  And not because I’m some kind of saint or anything, but I love the buying and picking out of presents more than I like getting them.  It’s because I consider myself to be a present buying master.  Although maybe ask the guy who doesn’t shave his head and for whom I bought this about that…

While it’s still fresh on my mind, I’d like to jot down some notes about my favorite gifts of the year, just in case I need to remember for later.

I got David a samurai sword handled umbrella from  It has a strap to wear across your chest so that the handle is sticking up over your shoulder and it pains-slash-amuses me to admit it, it its pretty bad ass ninja.

The Zander gave me measuring cups made from Russian nesting dolls.  They’re so charming, and I totally had some successful measuring with them last night!

I got this letterpress poster from 4505 Meats for the pork lover in my life:  

I took the cue from my workplace and made a gift with my own photographs, and sent my parents a calendar of Flowers, Leaves and Berries.  This present is really only super if you happen to think I’m super.

Dooce posted this gorgeous printed wall art photograph of a hedgehog in one of her fabulous gift guides.  I love it.  Want it.  Ever so much.  But the cheapest, smallest one is $250!  Tragically more than I can pay for a poster of a hedgehog, even with me being me.
But lo!  The artist has also published a book and with that, you can have ALL of the pictures in one handy little package.  Rad.

And speaking of hedgehogs, how about a boot brush?
This went to David’s parents who I think were puzzled by incessant search for rogue hedgehogs while in England.  (I was unsuccessful.)  The dad says that the bristles are quite stiff.  I believe that in dad speak that roughly translates to “I like it!”

Despite a handful of flubs, I felt pretty successful, and a bit inspired to try to be a better more thoughtful gift giver consistently throughout the year.

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