My husband used to have an awful time buying presents for me. He'd ask what I wanted, and I couldn't come up with anything. I could pretty much buy what I wanted. Well, not entirely. I always had a couple unfulfilled desires: I want to be thin. I want to feel good about myself. I want to be happy. So, because I didn't have any items to list that he could actually give me, I'd end up getting clothes (that were kind of depressing because of the size) and movies (that kept me on the couch that much more) and books (which I do love, but also see #2).
Well. Turns out that once you have some actual interests, you're pretty easy to buy for. I joked that I had a wish list as long as my leg. I laughed when I said it, but it was basically true. I didn't mention much of it to Jeff, though, because he went together with my mom, his mom, and my brother and sister-in-law to get me a mountain bike, and that was enough for him to be spending this year. Another brother asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and I told him to pick something off the required gear list for Berryman...when you're starting from nothing, you need everything. :)
So this year, Santa brought me several helpful things. Some running shirts. Running gloves. Running socks. (Sensing a theme?)
And a book on orienteering (it doesn't say "orienteering for dummies" on the cover, but that's what it basically is--you can check out my review of the book here), so that for now I have a better idea what it means when I'm
There are still a lot of things on my current wish-list. Luckily, I still have my birthday coming up to add to my gear stash, and I may see if I can do some extra work to come up with more money for my "toy fund". When I look at the old wish list, though, I can cross off most of those items. I feel good about myself. I'm happy. And while I may not be thin, I'm pretty pleased with the things my body has done for me this year...and it's going to be even busier in 2011.