Ching lets me know it's on the spreadsheet...and he says it with joyous love.

After this entry, I am taking my Christmas list and logging on...it's Cyber Monday bitches!  Last Friday was holiday shopping for people who like people.  Today is the day for people who don't...totally my day.

It takes a few weeks of prep work to be ready to shop online.  You go to your targeted site, log in, purchase...and then log out.  There is no meandering.  I know who is going to get what and where I need to find it.  Of course there is always one person that gives me the most challenge. Finding a good gift for Ching is really hard.

Ching and I do not buy ourselves a lot of things.  But if we truly need something..especially if the purchase is larger, we talk about it..spreadsheet it and then buy it.  The spreadsheet makes spontaneity hard.   We tend to ask for practical and then give practical.  I do try to mix things up.  One year, Ching just wanted to buy some new shoes.  Since I try to be creative, I got a gift certificate and wrapped up an old shoe.  When I ask for practical, Ching lets me know it's on the spreadsheet...said with joyous love.

This year I am very excited because I picked on something from a few weeks ago. The girls are giving him monogrammed cuff links, something that he has asked for.  But he mentioned something a couple of times with interest.  And when I mentioned it to a few guys at work they thought it was a great idea.  That settles it---I am getting him a leaf blower!  (Like the meatloaf in entry 11/13, leaf blower is code for nothing but leaf blower.)

I am very excited!  I feel the same excitement as I did when I bought him his first Christmas gift back in 1999.  You know the first nice gift of the relationship that needs to say, "I like you but cannot go over the threshold that gives you the clingy Taylor Swift appeal".  Then come the gifts that get a little larger (and he better freakin' know that I am the one!)  Then there are years that you do simple gestures that balanced the years when jewelry was given (When I was pregnant during the holidays, I always felt justified asking for jewelry).

So if you excuse me, I am going to finish this and log onto Home Depot to get my man, Ching Wang, a good blower.

(Yes, I know that the only time that Ching may be interested of logging on and reading my blog will probably be tonight.)