So Christmas is in like, what, 2 days? Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration. But it’s close.

In both my family and The King’s family we draw names for who buys presents for who. This makes it easier, and less expensive than buying for everybody in both families. This year we drew my little brother and little sister, as well as The King’s little sister and her husband. We also try to get something thoughtful for each set of parents.

We were able to find my little sister something at Sephora in Paris (which I hope she likes, but you never know). That leaves gifts for two grown men (both new fathers) and one gift for The King’s baby sister (new mom to twins). I have no ideas. None. Zilch. Zero.

I had a great idea for The King’s sister and her hubby. They are absolutely in love with the Dallas Mavericks. So I figured I could buy them tickets to when they are out here to play the Sonics this year. Then I found out they had already bought tickets. Which, hello, of course they did. But that leaves me (again) with NO IDEAS.

My little brother loves video games, and plays them far too much of the time. I do not condone this activity. Especially now that he has a brand new baby. Although buying him a new game for his gaming system is the easy answer for a gift, I don’t want to do it. It will be my last stitch effort. One that I hope I don’t have to resort to.

I don’t even want to talk about the fact that I haven’t bought one single gift for The King. No joke. Nothing. I have a list of ideas, but when I went out shopping for some of them, my list became really silly looking and I didn’t buy any of them. He doesn’t need clothes (at all), he got some new cologne in Europe, he doesn’t play video games, he already has an iPod, he got a new bike a few months ago, and we don’t really like to buy DVD’s. So what does that leave to buy him? Pretty much nothing. And the one good gift idea I had was an online thing, and it’s probably getting too late to order anything online. This is my own fault.

And then there’s me. People ask me what I want, and I don’t even know what to tell them. I can usually ask for some clothes, but I don’t really want maternity clothes. Should I ask for “baby items”, or is that tacky? I don’t know. You would think that I would have a list of things that I would love for someone to buy me. The only thing I can think of is another pair of boots. The King bought me a great pair last Christmas, and they are getting ready to be retired.

One a little different note, The King and I are hosting the Ornament Exchange we have every year with our 4 closest friends. It is this Saturday night. Which isn’t as far off as I initially thought it was. The ornament exchange is a great idea and we usually make sentimental ornaments for each other. I haven’t begun to think about what I could make for them. I guess I need to make a trek to the craft store in my spare time this week. And then I’ll actually need to find time to make the ornaments and get ready for the party.

Thankfully enough we did buy a kitchen table this weekend for our apartment (with the winnings from my company Holiday party). Our other tables were too big, and had to be left behind at the house. I am not sure how many people will fit at the new table. Maybe just The King and I and Preston, the cat. Having parties in this places is going to be hard.

What I’m getting at is, does anyone have some really awesome gift ideas that they want to share with me? And does anyone want to come over and help me make some ornaments for my friends? Anyone?

**and yes, that is a picture of me on my first Christmas.**