Okay so we’re into December and my plans to get all of my Christmas shopping done by the end of November are but a distant memory. But to be fair, I am very nearly almost done. Just a few more bits and everyone else will be done. Oh, and there is still my Other Half to buy for. You know, only the most important present of all *pulls hair out*
I’m not sure when we decided or even whose idea it was now (which leads me to believe that it may have been fuelled by one too many glasses of vino over dinner) but we decided that this year, we would do small and thoughtful gifts. How lovely. Except of course I haven’t got a clue what to get him. It was a great idea in theory but I am completely blank. It’s hard enough buying gifts for the man who has everything as it is, but throw in the pressure of being small and thoughtful and I’m completely stumped.
I know for a fact that he hasn’t got me anything yet because every shop we go in lately he points out the most hideous things he can find and asks me what I think of them with an expectant eyebrow raise. I wouldn’t mind if we were in Harvey Nicks, but he even did it in the garden centre at the weekend. (You don’t know how much I wish I was joking.) This sort of gives me heart that he is equally as clueless too but all the same, I can’t help but panic about what I am actually going to end up with under the Christmas tree. It would be so much safer for him to do the usual old thing of letting the girl at the Chanel perfume counter choose my present and wrap it for him. But it’s the thought that counts, right? I’m not so sure if I will be saying that if I end up with a pink trowel though. As lovely as it was.
I did try to help him out by suggesting that sapphires are rather small. But it was met with raucous laughter so I don’t think he took me completely seriously. He did this cute little pat on my head thing too as if I had told my best joke ever. I’m not getting that sapphire, am I? I blame Liz Hurley. Have you seen her engagement ring?! Serious ring envy going on here.
But honestly? I just hope he comes up with something a little more inspired than gardening equipment. And as much as I would love a sapphire, I’m really not that high maintenance you know. In fact, I secretly hope that he gets me a sugar mouse. A pink one of course. Just like I used to get every year when I was a little girl. Now that would be small and thoughtful. There I go again, buying gifts for myself!
That still doesn’t get me any closer to deciding what to buy for him of course! Arghhhh! Do you think I could get away with giving him me as a gift..? I could tie a bow around my head or something..? No..? Bugger.