Even Though My Mom Hasn't Yet Asked, She Will
Do you know what Valette wants for Christmas?
Do you?
Because if you do, you should tell me.
People (read: my mother) always start asking me these annoying questions about Christmas gifts and presents and what do you want what do you want. And I never know what to tell them.
But I've recently gotten into this terrible habit of online shopping. Not the kind where I give out money and pay astronomical shipping to Alaska ("Sorry, we can't ship USPS to a third world country that doesn't even speak American") only to find out my boobs are too big for the sweater, or their idea of a size 12 is not my idea of a size 12.
No, the kind of online shopping where I've added a handful of shopping blogs to my feed reader and I collect links of things I love. Clothes, cards, jewelry, trinkets, art.
I had tried a few central wishlist websites to collect all of my shopping forays, but frankly? They all sucked. Nothing was as easy or as fast as using a basic bookmarking utility, like del.icio.us.
If you want to a) stalk my online window shopping habits, or b) find some cute thing to get me for Christmas, something that I've already seen and liked, here is how you can do that:
You could look at all of my bookmarks tagged with shopping on del.icio.us. Mom, you can filter these 25 (!) pages by clicking on one of the "related tags".
Yes, there are a bunch of bras and girly things in that list.
I am a girl. I wear bras and girly things.
I also have a few wishlists at Amazon that you could look at, were you inclined. May I highly recommend something expensive from my camera goodies list? Or how about something for my kitchen?
Or some really girly things like hardback Stephen King novels?
2007
8 Love Notes
I'm buying you a PS3 and the new Warcraft expansion.
My Mom has already starting asking me what I want for Christmas, and all I can come up with is a coat. I think that's sad, that of all the things I could want, I ask for a coat. Does this mean I'm becoming a practical person?
Not unless it's a fabulous coat, the one I just bought.
And Steve, that's sweet. I'm getting you a macro lens and a strobe flash.
Sorry girl, I've already got your Christmas present. Love ya!
Mom, we need to get together and compare notes. For all either of us know, coal might be in order.
By coal, I know you just mean this pinhole camera. And you would be so totally right.
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You crack me up. I have been laid up with a herniated disc for nearly two weeks which just happens to coincide with your manic resurgence to blogging and picture taking.
I was saddened to hear you were recently in town and had lunch with a particular pain in the neck older -by-a-day sister of mine and the two of you didnt even have the nerve to TRY and get a hold of a fella that works at a Harley shop. That alone would have provided for both good pictures, lies, and who knows what else! :)
You are missed. And I am Rooting for the best of optical equipment money can buy for your Christmas.
No it's not that coat. But that is nice. I might need to update my christmas list.
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