Dollarama Stocking Stuffers

Blogger has this feature where you can see any Google searches that have directed people to your blog. For example, the other day I had two hits on my blog after someone googled "fobulous".

I was noticing that before Christmas I was getting hits on my Dollarama-rama post because of people searching "Dollarama Stocking Stuffers" on Google.

It was highly amusing to me, as I could only speculate that the people being sent to my blog were probably Chinese.

For me, this year's stocking stuffers were nothing short of fobulous.

One of the items my mother put in my stocking this year. What a whimsical gift!

Christmas Gift Ideas

With the Christmas season behind us, I will share a story that I've been holding onto until my family gift exchange had passed.

My little brother's birthday is December 10th, and somehow, every year I forget to buy him a birthday present despite being the type of person who typically finishes their Christmas shopping in November. In any event, it's always kind of a last minute challenge for me and my family to think of an original birthday gift for him, while trying to avoid any overlap with his Christmas gifts.

So anyways, my mom calls me a couple of days before my brother's birthday...

Mom: What did you get your brother for his birthday?

Me: I haven't gotten him anything yet.

Mom: Did you get him anything for Christmas yet?

Me: Yeah I'm got him a sweater, an athletic shirt, and a laser pointer for his classroom/personal amusement.

Mom: Oh ok that's perfect because I'm going to give him money.

Me: Ok then why did you need to check in with me?

Mom: To make sure we didn't get him the same thing!

I'm sure he would have been devastated...

Humbug!

I was racking my brain over some rather Dickensian subject matter.

Me: What was the name of that story with Scrooge and all the Christmas ghosts?

Sister: A Christmas Carol.

Me: Right, right.

Mom: Is that the movie with Bill Crosby?

Umm... not quite.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096061/

I can't tell if she was confusing Bill Murray for Bill Cosby or Sidney Crosby. Either way, she was way off.

The Chinese Martha Stewart

With the holidays nearing, my sister has been keeping herself busy with all things Christmassy. Out of everyone in our family she's definitely the most enthusiastic about Christmas and she's certainly the most likely of us to be on pinterest for such an occasion. I guess you could say she gives Martha Stewart a run for her money.

Earlier this week my family was out for dinner celebrating my brother's birthday. 

Colleen: Check out the Christmas Count-Down I downloaded for my phone.

Me: Uh huh.

Mom: Colleen's just a regular Marthur Steward, isn't she?

Everyone: Hahaha Marthur Steward?

Mom: None of you are allowed to name your kids Marthur! It's another name I can't say!

marthastewart.com

One more name blacklisted...

 

Dollarama-rama!

I love Christmas. Like any other materialistic North American, I love most everything about Christmas. I love the stupid decorations, the movies on TV, the snow, the family traditions, the food. I love it all. Now some of you may be thinking "she forgot to mention presents". Well you see, around my house my mom never over-exerted herself in the presents department. I'm not saying I feel like I missed out or that I'm not grateful for the presents I did receive, but I definitely don't consider the gift-exchange to be a highlight of my Holiday season. Even Santa was never really a big part of the appeal of Christmas. My mom never really put a lot of effort into the whole "Santa is real" thing.

One time when I was about 7 or so, I asked my mom straight up if Santa was real. I'd heard on the playground from an older kid that Santa was a sham. Instead of dispelling my doubts, my loving mother didn't even flinch when she replied "Nope". Don't feel bad though. I had already questioned his existence when my mom told me that Santa comes into our house at night through the furnace.

Anyways, as I've mentioned before my mom kind of sucks at the giving/receiving of gifts in the proper North American sense. You would think that her natural aversion to gifts would make her shy away from the concept of stocking stuffers, but surprisingly my mom has fully embraced the idea. Stocking stuffers were never a childhood staple of mine, but when she discovered the concept a few years ago she was hooked! I guess it mixes her love for tiny articles of miscellaneous junk with her love for stowing items in inappropriate containers.

Last Christmas, my mom proudly presented her children with the stocking stuffers she had lovingly prepared. She watched as I began to dig out the contents of my stocking:

 Me: Oooh... lip balm...

Mom: I got that from Dollarama

Me: ... and a giant candy cane...

Mom: I got that from Dollarama too.

Me: Mom, why did you cut out the corners of the packing where it clearly says "DOLLARAMA" judging from the remaining halves of the letters? You're telling us you got bought 'em from Dollarama anyways.

Mom: Because, Erin! I don't want you to see the price!

Me: But isn't everything at the dollar store a dollar?

Mom: NO! Now things is TWO dollars!

http://forums.redflagdeals.com/hot-philips-1-outlet-surge-protector-2-dollarama-838123/

My mom has yet to master the concept of concealing the price of a gift.