It's time for me to unveil my very favorite camels ever:
These were carved by TG's grandfather, Old Pap. (If you'd care to see more of Old Pap's carvings, you can look here.) We've had these camels forever, and always display them prominently at Christmas.
Okay, the one in the front isn't a camel. Obvi. It's a donkey with a rider. Somebody has to lead those camels around.
And that's a brass and crystal Nativity scene on the humidor behind the camels. In case you couldn't tell.
(No, I didn't put away the humidor for Christmas. Yes, I'm lazy.)
Oh, and that's not a real guitar. It's the miniature one I got TG one Christmas to represent the guitar I was really giving him. I know nothing about guitars, and thought he should pick out his own, so I very cleverly wrapped the tiny one, thus keeping him guessing about his real gift until Christmas morning. I may have even *cough* implied it was socks. Which was mean* of me, yes, but that's just the way I roll. Mean, mean, mean Linda. It's possible you've noticed this about me.
*But not that mean. Really mean would have been if it had actually been socks. Like I'm getting him this year, in case he's reading this. Reindeer socks. With bells.
(Hi, sweetie! *waves angelically*)
Do you have any decorations you drag out year after year, for whatever holiday you celebrate?
Or, if you're feeling confessional, what's the meanest gift you ever got for or from someone?