This is by no stretch of the imagination, all my parents’ fault. You see, as I was growing up (numerically), every year, a few weeks before Hanukkah, they (Mom) would tell me to write up a list of what presents I wanted and to stick it to the fridge (with a magnet). Oh, how awesome it felt to decide for my grandparents, aunt and uncles, and even some cousins, what they should buy me. I felt a sense of power. No longer would I be handed pink fleece sweatshirt and skirt sets with bright green frogs sewn on (sorry, Grandma) or shirts with puffy paint or floral designs admired by senior citizens (that’s you, Ma). No, from now on I would control what (wicked awesome) presents were coming to me. Well, that’s what I thought would happen, anyway. Although I will give high praise for my mom’s surprise 1986 gifts of Menudo puffy stickers and their album, Can’t Get Enough, along with THE catalog from Menuditis. It changed my life and my parents’ (thinning) wallets forever.
Here I am, some…years later, still writing my Hanukkah list and hoping (begging) for the best. I can’t complain because the truth is I already got 2 new pairs of shoes from my mom which I picked out, of course. I’ve alerted my dad that I need new sweatpants for the gym. He bought them for me today, matter of fact. Yeah, I picked them out, paid for them, and will be getting cash back from my father (ATM). At least they don’t buy me underwear.
Drumroll please. :drumroll: Thanks. You’re welcome. My 2010 Hanukkah Wish List. Mom, Dad, if you’re reading this…don’t worry, I’ll print it out and put a copy on your refrigerators.
5. Mamiya 645 AF or Mamiya 645 AFD III
7. A B&W darkroom with all the necessary equipment and chemistry
8. A color wet lab with all the necessary equipment and chemistry
See, I’m easy to please and these are all very practical items to better my photography. Now I will (im)patiently wait for my wishes to be fulfilled. I think I just heard my brother laugh at me.