(Army cemetary)
(Fort McClellan, Alabama)
(Canon 7D,Tamron 18-270mm F3.5-6.3)
Santa Claus came to us a little bit early this year.
It was not because Santa was suffered from jet lag, or Santa developed senile dementia. It is just because my wife and children will be visiting our family in Tokyo, Japan during this holiday season. School finished last Friday. They will be departing early next week.
When I send presents, or wish some presents, all I think bout is “something you don’t actually need but you want it.”
For example, toilet plunger is a something you need but you don’t particularly want it. Therefore, toilet plunger doesn’t meet my criteria for present.
My son got an electric guitar, Epiphone Les Paul model. It is very nicely made and sounds good. He has been playing it every day ever since he got one.
My daughter got portable 3-D game player. It was a top of her wishing list this year. The game soft she wants is only available in Japan. She, therefore, is looking forward to trip to Japan even more than usual.
My wife hasn’t got anything yet. But I know what she is going to get. You can’t go wrong with jewelries with ladies. I know she will like it.
Well, let’s talk about me. I put iPad on my wish list this year.
Santa Claus left me a little box. I opened the box slowly, wondering what is was. What I found was a back scratcher! Wish list doesn’t simply means it will come true, just like a anything else in your life.
This back scratcher is neither made by Tiffany, nor of pure gold, nor has diamonds around it. The only thing stands out is this is extendable, just like some ball point pens.
It is pretty rare for me to have itch somewhere on my body. It may happen once in every leap year. In addition, I never asked my family member to scratch my back to intensify skinship.
Well, then. Why the heck Santa gave me a back scratcher? This is something “I don’t need and I don’t want.”
