Wednesday, November 30, 2011
How the Grinch Wrapped Christmas
It might have something to do with the fact that I usually wait till the night before. By that time, I'm exhausted so my wrapping handiwork is a little, ahem, lacking. Unlike my sisters. Mary, especially. My sister Mary's packages always have perfect corners, hidden tape (I swear, she must use glue or something), and gorgeous bows and frilly things. Her wrapping paper is usually the expensive, silk-like kind while mine is the stuff that's on sale at the supermarket the day after Christmas. Inevitably, she always hangs something cool and cute in the bow like a shiny bell or that raffia organic-looking stuff. She's the Georgia O'Keefe of wrapped presents while I'm the doodle on the cocktail napkin.
I used to buy those pretty gift bags. That's kind of the cheater's way to Wrapped Present Stardom. But then one day my mom said, "But it's always so nice to rip back paper and open a present." Translation: "I don't like the gift bag thing. Stop it."
Am I alone in needing Wrapping Presents 101?