Talking to Jamie the other day and asked her what she wanted for Christmas. We’ve been married approximately forever now, so I should be able to anticipate the answer, but I still ask. “Well, the mattress is dying, and we could use some new sheets.” I stopped her before she could note that we needed to see the dentist soon. I asked if there was anything that was, you know, more gift-like. No, she said, she didn’t need anything. Impossible.
In the spirit of modeling behavior, I present to you my lengthy list of gifts that I don’t need at all, via the Froogle Gift Registry.