My parents weren’t shopping types. Food and necessities was one thing, but walking in and out of stores for fun with no particular goal in mind was not on their list of things to do,
Terrence Dinnan took this festive photo at the Nichols Farm in Charlotte.
Sarah Tallen was a girl that didn’t believe in Santa. All her life, she had suspected Santa to be the parents, that there was no pudgy man with a white beard and red clothes.
Schoolteachers, your mom, your spouse, your garbage man—even if you never want to leave the house again, these people still all need gifts.
There’s no hustle and bustle. There’s no cheek-kissing or champagne-glass-clinking or holiday parties that involve squeezing yourself into a dress that you could have sworn fit just fine a month ago.
As many are feeling at this time of the year, I came home from errands one night last week feeling unusually tired. However, because I had collected a significant amount of money from a group to be used for a gratitude gift, I immediately looked in my purse for the small cloth pouch where I had placed the money earlier in the day.
I wrapped a bunch of presents the other day, and while I worked, I watched a Hallmark Christmas movie. The plot involved a beautiful, slightly deranged reporter who moved to Vermont, met a handsome man, saved a town, saved the holidays and saved Santa’s life, and I was like, Oh my gosh, they made a movie about me!
As far as holiday activities go, I’m aging and can’t hit the eggnog as hard as I used to, and I’ve been banned by my family from singing “All I Want For Christmas is You” ever again, both with and without interpretive dancing, so all I have left to do is go shopping. Here’s Part One of my useful annual shopping guide, which will allow you to take care of all of your gifting needs without leaving town, and I get to put the loca in local.
On Monday December 17th, Chef Roland and Lisa Gaujac provided the Senior Center with a delicious holiday lunch. We…