ikea is love
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"I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye."
I love Christmas. I just absolutley love it. It's the best holiday. Everything bad just seems to disappear. It's the one day a year that I feel like I can do anything (as corny as it all sounds). Everything bad just floats away and all I have to look at is a brightly lit Christmas Tree.
I couldn't think of anything to get my parents. And I didn't really have the time either. It sounds terrible but it's been a rough year. They knew it too. It's not like I can drive anywhere either... They told me it was just fine but tonight I just racked my brain, trying to think of something I could do. I gave up for a while as I rested my thoughts on "The Christmas Story" (I watched it twice so far tonight). And then I had a thought during a commercial break. I had just finished the book Dreamland and well... I don't want to give away the ending because that book is terrific but it had something to do with photographs. And well... I take pictures so I printed out a picture of my mom for my dad and a picture of my mom for my dad. They are both in black and white on glossy photo paper and then I stuffed them into two white envelops. I set them down on the coffee table downstairs and gave my Mom strict instructions not to touch them till we all opened presents in the morning. I just wanted to give them something poignant and that I was excited for them to open. Hopefully I succeeded on that.
