Hat tip to Lynette at A Day in the Life of the Ordinary for giving me the idea for this post. (Turns out she also tagged me for a "Holiday Hoopla", but that will be for another day.) Last Sunday, I was supposed to be writing our Christmas letter (our first ever by the way) and I was having
MAJOR slight writer's block that was making me much more like Scrooge than a Christmas angel. Therefore, I started perusing my favorite blogs instead of writing the %$#%&^*& letter. I came across this post in which Lynette rats herself out on some of her more, shall we say, interesting and/or frugal gifts of Christmas past, and asks readers to do the same. It got me thinking, not so much about something that I did in the past, but some of my favorite memories of what others gave in the past.
My grandfather (dad's dad) was famous for the quirky gift. The stocking stuffers were often the best. Every year your stocking would not be complete if you were a male in the family if it did not contain "a box of nines" which are nails, and if you were a female in the family your stocking was not complete without a ball of string. I also would often find a package of sewing machine needles in my stocking as well. I was probably around 12 and did not own a sewing machine. The funniest and best example of his gift giving happened several years ago and involved my step-sister Lauren who was about 12 at the time. This particular year, my grandpa was giving Cheddar cheese as gifts. Some got wedges, some got wheels, etc., and don't get me wrong, this was not just a hunk of Kraft from the local supermarket, it was some fancy specially ordered cheese. Lauren opened a package labeled for her (remember she is about 12) and found inside a large wedge of Cheddar. She assumes the package was mismarked and that it was really intended for her mother, so she handed the wedge to her mom. So far this had all gone on without anyone paying any attention to the situation. My grandpa then noticed that my step-mother had the wedge of cheese in her hand and said, "Lynn, that's Lauren's cheese!"
It all seemed silly at the time, but it was truly endearing and now I miss his quirky gifts each year.
Many more memories came back to me as a result of reading Lynette's post, but you will have to wait for tomorrow for those memories as I to answer the Hoopla for which she tagged me!