What's Santa putting under your tree?

I'd settle for a new alternator.

Oh, that's right. Santa doesn't exist. That means I have to pony up to fix my car, and then scrape together enough cash to buy Christmas presents for everyone else.

'Tis the season to prove to people how much I love them by buying them things I can't afford.

Sorry. Hopefully now that I've got that out of my system, I can find my holiday cheer.

 

Wife made the mistake when she first met the family three years ago of showing an interest in a relative's snow globe and wanting to stop by the Thomas Kinkade gallery in Gatlinburg.

Now every Christmas she gets snow globes and Thomas Kinkade stuff from our family.

She even got a Thomas Kinkade slow globe last year. ;D

 

I'm getting another Duggar.

 

My first polo shirt and dress pants, so I can cover Major League Baseball.

 

Pair of Levis
Or a cardigan sweater
Or an iTunes gift card

 

A month or two ago, my dad was talking about an old Jets varsity jacket that he used to have when he was a kid. His exact words: "Damn, I miss that thing so much, I think I'd cry if I ever got one like it again." So this Christmas, I'm getting him that jacket and two boxes of Kleenex.

 

Santa told me to crack the seal on the Midleton Very Rare in the cupboard. Drinking it from a Bushmills glass.

Catholic whiskey from a Protestant glass. Heh.

 

Don't know, don't care.

All I know is that I get to spend Christmas with HC--the greatest woman in the world --and my three sons.

Oh, and an iPad.

 

That's not going to get you laid, JR.

 

Thinks that's a great idea.
And, yes, I've toyed with the idea of giving this as a gag gift (so to speak) to Mrs. Batman. Not sure if she'd be amused or not, so probably not.

 

I'll send you an update on that

 

got an early gift a week or so ago - a new 27-inch iMac and it's sweet