So, I hate Christmas presents. The idea of giving someone a gift just because you are “supposed to” on a certain day of the year just doesn’t jive with me. Not to mention that the last thing I need is more crap to stuff in my NYC apartment. Every year I tell my parents not to buy me anything; if they absolutely *have* to buy something, at least make it for some kind of fun activity… something I can enjoy doing and keep the memories of forever.
Along those lines, they got me a pass for a nearby dance studio. I love to go out dancing and now I can take all the cheesy classes I’ve ever wanted to. Salsa, tango, swing, rumba, ballroom….move outta the way!