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Katy McKenna Raymond
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But Then What Would I Do With All My Bad Judgment? (#601)
The emails and phone calls have begun.
You know the ones I mean, where the circle of friends and family finally becomes unbroken, as once a year everyone tries to worm out of everyone else what everyone wants for Christmas.
I haven’t even started shopping, and already I’m exhausted.
“Mom, can you find out from Carrie and Scott and Brooke what they’d like? And while you’re at it, how about you and Dad? And Aunt Lynn, Aunt Nancy, Uncle Craig, and Grandma Adele?”
Sorry. Carrie and Scott and Brooke have already given me their short lists, and those items are mine, all mine. I’m not sharing with the likes of you! As for aunts and uncles, you figure it out. I think I can help you with Grandma Adele, though. She wants her car keys back, and her car, too. Good luck with that!
“Hey, Mom, I’ve only got today to shop, so if you could answer me in the next five minutes before I head to Best Buy, that would be great. What should I get for the McKenna family gift exchange? Would Grandma Mary like Waking Ned Devine on DVD, or does she even have a DVD player?”
Hate to break it to you, kiddo, but Grandma Mary is currently mystified that the remote control for her lift recliner won’t turn on the TV. She would think a DVD was an old 45-rpm record that had been left out in the sun too long.
“Katy, I really need some ideas for your kids. And soon. I’m shopping online, and I’m gonna lose the free shipping deal if I don’t get my order in by midnight. No pressure, though. As long as you call me back by 11 pm, I’m good to go.”
Okay. My kids have given me a very few ideas that I don’t plan to personally pursue, so I guess I could pass those along. The most useful list came from Kevin in this morning’s email.
I’d asked him for his best ideas, more to facilitate the needs of other gift-givers than for my own purposes. He mentioned a few technological items, and even provided links for ease of purchase. He threw out the names of a few movies and CDs, too. I’ll pass on most of his requests to others more desperate than I am.
But the piece de resistance, the hot potato I’m definitely NOT planning to pass on, was the last item on his list.
It read “Clothing items. (Use good judgment.)”
I’m sorry, but obviously God gave me all this patently bad judgment for a reason, right? Far be it from me to waste so precious a commodity at Christmas, of all times.
Where’s the fun in that?
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