Normally, this is the most challenging quest of the holiday season… however, Ryan and I prevailed!
Today, we found my dad a Christmas present.
A real one.
That isn’t lame.
Of course, I am relieved.
Sorry Mom, but normally my sister and I start talking about Christmas early, but don’t end up actually thinking of a gift for our parents until days before. Then it’s a matter of which one of us has to go out and buy it and how we’re paying for it, etc. It can be nerve-wracking.
But this year, I’m trying to take care it early.
Probably doesn’t hurt that I have more time to think about it this year…