December 27, 2003

Hey, Santa came this year!

When we ask my father what he wants for Christmas, he traditionally requests ‘World Peace’.

Sadly, we have never been able to get this for him.

This year, I was finally able to get him something he had set his heart on though…and it was not conceived of in the usual manner. Two days before Christmas, I asked my father if he had a reciprocating saw that I could borrow to use on one of my endless ‘home improvement’ projects.

He replied "No…but I’m hoping Santa will bring me one".

My sisters and I looked at one another in stunned surprise…."Oh my God….Dad wants something for Christmas!"

Usually we’d end up buying him books and CD’s, socks and peanuts. Hickory Farms samplers were always a good fall back gift….salami being such a comfort when World Peace yet again failed to arrive in his Christmas stocking. Joke gifts were another popular choice over the years…singing fish, pet rocks, farting pillows… you get the picture.

December 24th found me at Walmart on the way home from work. The store was surprisingly busy for 1 a.m., filled with the usual procrastinators. I made a bee line to the tool section and found a reasonably priced saw, then scurried home with my find, wrapping it the minute I got home.

I called my sisters in the morning to let them know that I had found the wanted gift. Now the question was, who would take credit for finally giving Dad something that he dearly desired? I had already bought him a metal detector so that he could look for buried treasure while he wandered aimlessly around the homestead lawn in the summer time, staking his claim to the exterior of the house in the face of my mother’s long ownership of the interior. Another joke type gift, but one that might bring him pleasure, and a new hobby.

The question of ‘Who got the present?’ was a moot one though…this one would have to be from Santa. Only Santa knows what you really wish for.

Dad loved his ‘Santa’ present, and we all got such a kick out of finally getting this man something he really wanted. Maybe next year we’ll be able to give him World Peace.

Now I’m just wondering how long I should wait before I borrow the saw, lol.

Happy New Year’s friends.

Well for me, I use to thought Santa were real, he never came to me when I was lil girl. At night times on Christmas eve, I use to stay up to wait for him and then i realise my parents were takin pressents out of the atic and sayin maybe my parents are santa LOL Susie

LightButHearty

December 28, 2003

Bravo…good on you and your sisters! This is a pathetic excuse for a note, but that’s how it goes.

Adagio

So much fun when you can find (or hear the clues for) the Perfect Present! And if not World Peace…for your dad then maybe that bumper sticker: “Visualize Whirled Peas”? :)xo

Mama Blue

LOL! Adagio stole my “World Peas” comment! Wait til he’s used it once, then borrow away. 🙂 Husband was pleased with a lasar level he got this year…might be an idea if we don’t acheive World Peace. RYN: They DO make robot lawn mowers! We saw one at Epcot & I checked them out online. The last time I looked, they were still kinda pricey.

RYN: ummmm…what picture? I kept getting html text in there (somehow got a heavy black line in the middle of my entry) but I thought I’d edited it out? Will go back & check… I liked your input re: stone & conflict. I’ll keep it in mind on the next read. Thanks.

RYN: the book is peppered with that kind of thoughtful observation, but it is also unnerving because it is tnertwined with madness.

RYN: The subject is different, of course, but interesting in that both men see the same thing in stones.

RYN: I’m not quite that pessimistic, I guess. I still see so much that is good out there. I believe most people strive for a peaceful society. Read the book, and keep your question in mind at the end and I think you’ll get your answer. I’ll give you mine: perhaps there’s a certain relief in hiding within madness, but I see no good coming out of it. For the crazy person or for the world.

RYN: insnaity might be kinda fun! LOL! **HUGS** Remind me to tell you sometime how grungepappy caught a typo of mine. 🙂

THis is justme

::smiles:: that’s lovely. I love families. i am enviuos. You’re lovely. i’ll be thinking of you come new years eve as well. ::love::

MJ+

RYN: thighs rubbing together! Ew!

The older people are, the harder they are to buy for, because most people have all they need by about 50, I would think. I know, at 45, there are only a few more things I would really want.

It’s a shame that Santa can never fit world peace in his sack.