There are always the BAD gifts. You know the ones you want to regift them. That really ugly sweater. The electric wine bottle opener. The seventh calendar for the same year. The ham that was the biggest joke at a Yankee swap last weekend.
Or the gift of spending too much time with family members where all those old childhood issues begin to resurface as the time lengthens.
But then there are the nice ones. The things you really wanted and appreciate. Or the fun and unexpected ones.
Or then there are the other gifts - the unappreciated ones like back pain, foot pain, and more. I'll take a pill and a nap.
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