From Mrs. Rastahomie: Haven’t a clue.
From Rasta-In-Laws: $$, which Mrs. Rastahomie and I will use to buy a new microwave oven.
From Papparasta: A scanner.
From Mommarasta & Stepdaddyrasta: Hopefully crossing fingers the “Redneck Rampage” CD-ROM game, and a few others.
An old shotgun that has been in our family for just over one hundred years. Remington Model 1887 lever-action chambered for 10 gauge black powder shells. A true piece of family history and quite valuable.
Thanks, Dad.
Easy one-step assembly instructions.
Pour Beer A in Uncle B.
Well, how much fun would it be to open a freakin’ clue Saturday morning, Cant?
I want socks, dammit! Socks!
And anyway, I don’t think you’d like me if I had a clue. I lose all of my charm when I’ve got one of those hangin’ around. Clutters up the ol’ brain case.
“And he, he himself, the Grinch,
carved the roast beast.”
A little money. A couple books. And a plane ticket to go visit my boyfriend on the 30th. 
Other than that, probably nothing. Boyfriend threatened to buy me a vibrator – betcha he chickens out, though. Alas and alack.
A girl can dream…
The Minty One
From husband, I don’t know. Not much, because we’re broke, and I told him not to get me anything, but he wants to. So I might be getting a box of the milk chocolate buttercreams from Fannie Mae that I love so much. 
As a Christmas gift to both of us, my dad is selling me his van. This really is a gift, because he could get about $2000 for it, but he’s selling it to me for $500. He did some repair work on it recently, to get it ready for a trip to California, then up & bought himself a brand new van. So I’m buying it from my dad for the cost of the work he just did. My dad offered to take payments from me of $50 a month. I could not say no. We need a second vehicle, and a van is great. We’ve got two kids, and my husband is a musician.
We’re wrapping up the keys & giving them to my husband on Christmas Day. He doesn’t know I’m getting this van for him. I can’t wait to see his face.
I don’t know anything for sure, but I have some high hopes. I told my husband I want Mulan on videotape and the current Leonard Maltin movie guide. Shortly afterwards, boxes arrived from Amazon.com. I’m keeping my fingers crossed
I guess you could say there’s a couple items that I know for sure I’m getting, a scanner and a digital camera, but that’s because I bought them. However, they’re both under the tree with my husband’s name on them. That’s definitely a perk of being married: You can buy things you really want for yourself and give them to your spouse, instead, but still expect to get to play with them, too 
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
I’ve already received mine, the trip to England. Of course, really for Xmas, we received in the visa bill for the trip (which wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, as I paid cash for all my purchases (except a pair of socks.) and hubby charged the rest.
Everything else from family will be stuff I really don’t need, unless they purchased stuff for the baby. I can only hope
A new house!! Yeee Haaaa! We moved in yesterday. Okay so that’s not really a Christmas gift but that’s where the money for everyone else’s Christmas gift went this year. We also bought a DVD player and the movie The Matrix.
From the hub: A cashmere sweater, nice slacks, and leather shoes (he bought them basically to prove me wrong that women’s shoes are cheaper than men’s)
From the in-laws: I don’t really know but I’m guessing towels, comforter, candles, and other home items. (MIL asked me for a list and she usually sticks to it)
From co-workers: doormat, candles, 6" lighthouse, lighthouse chime, towels, and lots of cookies.
“Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.”
Oh, among other things, five shares of Home Depot stock. So all you dopes out there please go buy something at HD, wouldja, and help support me in my retirement years…
StoryTyler
“Not everybody does it, but everybody should.”
I Spy Ty.