Aside from a trip to Costco, I didn't do much shopping over the weekend. There may be only 10 - I repeat - 10 shopping days left before Christmas, but I've been trying really hard to resist the impulse to run to the mall and buy more, well, stuff. Everyone who might conceivably be on my list anyway has way too much already. Thankfully, my family has cut way back on the gift-giving thing. We only buy for the kids these days. And judging from their bulging closets and drawers, they have plenty.
As for friends, my closest girlfriends and I have been exchanging gifts for more years than I care to divulge. We've known each other since elementary school. To be honest, though, there are only so many picture frames, bottles of scented lotion, cute tops and whatnot that a person needs.
Frankly, I'm running out of ideas as to what to buy people - not to mention the will to waste money on something that might not even be just the right gift anyway. These are scary economic times. Experts are predicting that there's a second wave of foreclosures looming, threatening to worsen an already bad situation. And no one seems to know exactly what 2009 will bring. That's why this piece by Anna Quinlan in Newsweek struck a chord with me when I read it. It's all about American's love of stuff and how it can obfuscates what's really important: