Tis the Season

It’s snowing! Everything is cancelled but my work, which is being clsoed at noon, so there’s at least that. It’s not a big deal, as I live SO close to work & daycare, and I’m sure Ing is having a great day.  My coworkers are not in, but no one else is, either (hello, snow!) so here I am, drinking coffee and listening to podcasts, uh, working, I mean.

Christmas shopping!

Dave: I think we’re going to invest in two more windows, but he also just asked me to update my wishlist, so maybe not? Which then sort of screws me, since I don’t know what I’d get him other than windows.  He’s been mentioning being interested in an iPod, too, lately, but probably more like a classic. And with that, I don’t know if my iBook could handle every one of his swedish death metal bands being stored on it, so I sort of have this long range vision of eventually setting him up with his own iMac and getting him an iPod then. Long range, though.

Ingrid: Is easy. Cardboard blocks from Lillian Vernon, which I think she’ll actually like quite a bit, since yesterday she spent a crazy amount of time stacking the canned goods from my grocery shopping — and big cans, too, like the 28oz canned tomatoes and stuff! I was really kind of impressed, I didn’t realize she was into stacking like that, so the cardboard blocks will be fun. She’s also getting a table and chairs (IKEA!) and I picked an easel up for her at IKEA too, but I’m not sure if I should hang on to that a while longer, yet.

My sister and I are getting my mom an iPod touch — she has been wanting a real ipod for a while (she has a shuffle, but I kind of hate the shuffle concept in general, and always have — you need to be able to SEE what you HAVE, imo) and she’s always, always asking to check her email. At my house, in the airport, at other people’s homes, etc. So, now she can. The other pro is that that gives us a good thing to buy for going forward, that isn’t STUFF. iTunes giftcards or an Audible subscription or something — she’ll like it, and it’s shit I don’t have to sort through when they die. Woot.  She’s done.

My dad, we are going to get him a PS2 game or two, and the promise of loaning Dave’s PS2 for his recovery period*. He had fun playing on the XBOX in Texas, so it might make the bedrest go by quicker. That, and the Planet Earth DVDs. Smartwool socks, which will be his favorite.

SIL (from the IL draw): GC to Joann, and I think a sub to Quilter’s Newsletter magazine — she’s recently gotten way into quilting, and back when I liked doing things with sharp pointy objects, that was a great mag, and generally comes highly recommended.

Niece’s BF (from the IL draw, Dave’s designee): Auto tool set thing? This is all Dave, but I’m just writing it down to keep track. (Some tool kit thingie that they guys at work all got and loved.)

MIL — some paper and ink for her camera printer (which was her bday gift from us) and… no idea.

Scroll down for some vid of Ingrid test driving her snow gear.

*I don’t think I’ve mentioned this, but my dad is having his leg broken and reset and his ankle fused in February — he had a horrible break, skiing, when he was 19 or so, and it healed horribly, and is now incredibly painful. It’s the lower part of his leg, and the tibia and fibula bones now basically look like the letter K. Not cool. Anyway, the surgery/ies will have him on complete bedrest for 2 weeks and modified for 6 more, and he’s needed it for years, but hasn’t been able to figure out the best two months to Not Walk — as it is, he’s missing the best skiing month to have this done and hopefully be healed before commencement season.

2 thoughts on “Tis the Season

  1. “it’s shit I don’t have to sort through when they die. Woot.”
    When do you think the first ‘estate’ trial will be focused on ‘ownership’ of digital media? Such an interesting idea. Can I hand down my virtual media to friends/family/charities? Hmmm, something to ponder.
    And, omg, the video! That is going to be a classic. Such a maine baby 🙂

  2. I’m almost crying from the laughing! She’s plainly thinking – “uh, no, I don’t think I can walk, now that you mention it…” And then she does, and looks like a cute little Frankenstein’s monster!

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