Seriously. I am not so much into the exchange of gifts with adults this year. We've gone virtual on my side...we give the people we pick a virtual rendering of what we WOULD get them if there was no limit. Should be fun. I don't want anything. It's not the kind of "don't want" where you say, "No honey, let's economize this year and not get presents for each other" and then have a day of pouting on Christmas that he didn't get you just a little something...because of course you got him a little something. The better to rub the guilt in.
If Santa was coming to visit and no one had to spend any of their dwindling supply of money on it, I would want this:
I have loved Carrie Fisher since Postcards from the Edge. I could have cared less about her in the donuts-on-the-sides-of-her-head days of Star Wars. When we (and by we, I mean me and Amy) read Postcards, we found our voice. She was every writer we wanted to be.
I saw her on The View last week. No, I don't sit around watching TV all day. I was babysitting my friend with cancer...now see how you feel about visualizing me as the couch potato stay-at-home Mom with bon bons. There she was in her slightly overweight glory, looking like she owned the world. She seems funny, irreverent and smart...and would fit in just perfectly at the Cantina.
So, big red guy, if you are out there and you agree with me that one can never have too many books, put Carrie under my tree!
Di
I hope you get it...you better let Santa know where you are staying for the holidays. I'm hoping he brings me new golf clubs with the savings he has from only getting you a book!!
Posted by: H | December 16, 2008 at 08:57 PM