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Is anyone sick of me making lists yet? Because I've spent the last day or so wandering around the house taking pictures of a few of my favourite already-received gifts from Christmases past, and a few other occasions. And here they are: Bags of all sorts, from homemade (note the red dog print lining on the black tote!) to functional to fun. Some people just know what I like. Things that make me feel like I'm eating out, when I actually live 45 minutes from the nearest restaurant, are always a good bet. The napkin holder was made by Sister #3 in shop class when she was a wee thing, and graces my holiday table every year without fail, despite the fact that no one in this pig pen would ever actually think to use a napkin. Books (or gift cards that allow us to buy books--thanks Brother #1!). Where would we be without them? Some groovy shoe-gifts from the Captain. Nothing says "I Love You" like a homemade gift from the heart! I never leave the house without these. And th...

Oprah has nothing on me. One special a year on her favourite things? Come on. I could do this all month! Of course, what I couldn't do is give everyone thousands of dollars worth of my favourite things to take home. So I guess we'll say Oprah and I are even. For now. I've gotten to a point in life where I don't actually ask for Christmas presents anymore. The Captain likes to come up with his own stuff for me, and I have various agreements with various family members on what our gift exchange should look like. Sadly, none of those agreements result in me getting to ask anyone for expensive booty. I think that's called being a grown-up. Anyway, as I may have mentioned, I'm all about the lists. So, without further adieu, here is a list of items Santa would leave under my tree if I wasn't on his Naughty list: The Grey Handbag : A few days back, I came across a picture of my latest dream purse. Like Alice after the White Rabbit , I followed it through cybersp...