Creative Christmas

In a recent telephone conversation, Forest announced that he wanted a “creative” Christmas gift. WTF?

“I don’t even know what that means,” I said to Canela, frustrated out of my mind.

“It means create something; make something,” Canela said, after which I promptly rolled my eyes and sighed heavily, while leaning back into the super soft arm chair.

I have no idea what to give. As a former writer, my mother suggested writing a poem (she went a step further by suggesting I write it on a photo silhouette) or making a dyed noodle picture. I don’t really bake, although many websites and people suggest baking him cookies. I really don’t know. Finances are tight (and he knows) so I know that although he IS the type to appreciate and love something creative and from the heart, this also lets me off the hook financially.

It’s weird that I am having such a hard time with this because I know how I feel about him and think should be simple. If you see me in the coming weeks with a furrowed brow you’ll know why.

**Any ideas?

**Maybe I can do this (make a Christmas ornament out of a credit card):

Mine serves no real purpose, anyway.

~ by justme1a on December 2, 2008.