*I don't want anything for the kitchen, or anything that cleans. It's 2013 not 1913.
I don't want anything for the house - so no curtains, cushions, rugs, blankets.
I don't want make up.
I don't want handbags, shoes, clothes, underwear or purses.
I don't want theatre tickets, opera or any other show tickets.
I don't want scarfs, nice or not.
I don't want a spa thing, massage thing or any other parlour thing.
I don't want to be a friend of what ever gallery or other nonsense.
I don't want books.
I don't want smelly things.
I don't want straighteners, hair drier, tongs or any other gadget for my hair.
I don't want an Ipad, I have one.
I don't want an ereader, I have one.
I don't want nail varnish.
I don't want ornaments or other tat that is simply there to collect dust.
I don't want chocolate.
I wouldn't mind games for either the ps3 or the psp. I wouldn't mind a ps4.
I wouldn't mind another coffee gift basket - very nice travel cup/cafetiere and some very nice coffees.
I wouldn't mind cash, yes cash not store gift cards, for when I see something that I like.*
Well you are just a weird wife. Like...really, really weird.
A gift that DH gets me every year that I adore is a box of charity shop books. About 30 or so paperbacks. Of these I will probably have already read approximately 15, but I don't mind a re-read. About 5 are eyewateringly bad choices, and they get recycled back to the charity shop. About 10 are good discoveries. Some of them I know I won't re-read. This only works if your other half is very bookish, but it is something I look forward to every year.
He also bakes me a cake. I love that . He also bought me some herbs for the kitchen (basil, thyme. rosemary, a chilli plant) but in nice pots.
What I want for Christmas is Earnings husband.