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May. 8th, 2002 06:08 pmScott's mother and sister have both nagged me a bit about my birthday wishlist, and I finally sent one out to them. I put down gift certificates first, and I kind of hope I get them. There's something very nice about opening a package, but… I like picking things out myself. That and most of the gift certificates I asked for will force me to make some decisions. For example, I'd like to see if I can crochet (have to learn first!) rugs for the basement. That will require selecting yarn color and texture and looking at backings and patterns (and getting my husband's input! I'll offer him a deal-- If he selects the new refrigerator without dragging me all over town, I'll deal with the rug materials without asking him to judge between six almost indistinguishable shades of blue). I'll have to plan it out and do some work before I start stitching. As another example, we've got a spare bed with a single set of sheets (both bed and sheets were given to us by my in-laws); I want to get a nice blanket and pillows for it.