Christmas shopping

wait how could it be that nix is my dad? please.

also for this season i will be doing the following:
hanging out at the VA as i usually do, but this time, wearing a santa's hat.
sneaking to client's houses on lunchbreaks and bringing them cute little presents (we're not technically allowed to do that)
sending a few anonymous vouchers for free groceries to clients (we're not allowed to do that either WOOPS)
walking around with a big bag asking people in my neighborgood to donate cans of food and stuff for the DAV.
helping headstar kids decorate a tree on my block
 
OMG! i almost forgot i am doing christmas even SKI WEE! at butternut this year. taking teeny little kids on a christmas ski. awesome!
 
the only time i can stand to go shopping at christmas is during the week, like on lunch hour or after work. on the weekends, it's just stupid out there. it takes more trips, but spreads out the insanity to a level i can somewhat deal with.

i do, however, miss working in downtown chicago right off michigan ave, where i would shop and shop and never buy a damn thing because it was all too expensive. every year my work gave us a gift certificate to a mall with a saks, a williams sonoma kitchen store, and a bunch of similar places. for $30 i got an apron and a spatula for my brother in law. i think the next year i bought 2 guinness shirts for my polish roommates (and threw in extra for one for me so we could wear them to the bars on the same night and make up stories about it all evening).
 
(i only posted teh nick thing cuz he thanked for a card which implies he was thanked for institutionilizing the prep or something like that. maybe I'm retarded. maybe.)
 
everyone always really likes the presents i get them. my dad hates presents (he's an alex crabby type person) but my mom will say 'but it's from amanda' and he's all.... 'oh... gimme that....'