I'm about to tell you a secret, Dear Reader. I can tell you my secret only because my husband, Joe, does not read my blog. Ever.
My husband is a dear, sweet man. Really, he is. He brings me cards and flowers for no reason, and he makes me feel special and loved (almost) every day of my life.
Except for Christmas.
On Christmas, he is is a little lousy. My husband cannot choose a Christmas gift, even for the most important woman in his life. (That's me, Dear Reader. Don't look at me like that.)
In the past four years, I have received Twix bars, Oreo cookies, ball point pens, a picture frame (a nice idea, but it was the replacement for one he broke a few weeks earlier), a scarf and gloves (I'd purchased my own at Thanksgiving), and a number of other underwhelming gifts, wrapped beautifully in Christmas paper and tied up with curly ribbon. All were given and received with an earnest smile and a heart full of love.
I always hide my disappointment because I don't want to spread it around.
Fortunately for me, I met Jessica Smith on Twitter this year. Jessica is the Chief Mom Officer of Wishpot.com, a service that allows users to create wishlists of products from all over the internet. I created one, and I linked it for you below. You know, just in case you want to buy me a gift, Dear Reader.
I intend to print it out and give it to my dear husband in a couple of weeks, so he'll be prepared for the holiday season.
And I won't have to fake happiness on Christmas morning.
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