I am not a lover of holidays. It may be because I am so turned-off by the tsunami of Christmas ads, bad music, non-stop commercialism that starts earlier every year. It may be because I am older and crankier. It may be because all the hoo-ha exacerbates the fact that I am solo. There is also the fact that my family is small, there are no little tots over which to squeak and squeal (I do that over my dogs. In private.) and we are never able to all get together at the same time. I have, over the years, begun a campaign to stave off the dark mantle that starts to settle over me mid-November. I put on holiday music and change the lyrics to entertain the dogs. I find something to bake. I focus on the multitude of good things in my life. This year I am tempted to dress the dogs up in embarrassingly silly get-ups and take their pictures. I may put reindeer antlers on my cow, Jasmine. She is very good-natured, as long as I have a cow treat.
One of the good things about a small family with no tots in attendance, is that we can skip the gifts. Not only ease my financial burden, but it puts all ones focus on the gathering, the food, the music, the being there. It is way more special. Plus, it doesn't add stuff to my pile of stuff. **I swear I will clean out my craft/office/dog/cat/room this winter**
Any gifting I do is homemade. Whether the recipients want it or not...however, I doubt if the Barn Crew will turn down cinnamon rolls, nor will the postman, nor will the transfer station guys. I do some selective gifting - homemade chicken liver pate for my neighbor - and other giftings that I am not at liberty to divulge. New traditions that are a highlight of my holiday season is breakfast with my neighbor, Nancy, early on a weekday morning before work. And possibly working in a gossip/knitting/catch-up session with my DS Melanie (HINT HINT HINT).
Speaking of gifting, my 'boss' - whom I love to pieces - always overdoes it at Christmas. She staggered in with a hefty basket that contained a lovely scarf (handmade by women in Nepal), a very nice girlie-type set of lotion and shower gel, a gift card for Amazon.com, an amaryllis bulb kit, and ... a re-gift. I hooted with laughter when I opened that bag (containing two precious - read: expensive - bottles containing balsamic vinegar and a wild mushroom sage infused EVOO) and a card dropped out. It thanked her for 'having' this couple over for dinner. I am not complaining, envisioning as I am, that infused oil drizzled over some al dente pasta. Providing I can find some GF pasta I can tolerate.
I am a firm believer in re-gifting. As one who liberally bestows gifts on the unsuspecting, I always add to my greetings that they should feel free to pass it on if they don't want/need it. That does not bother me at all. What's the consensus out there on re-gifting? Yay or Nay?