We just got back from Walmart.  Granny sent gift certificates for the entire family.  It was really neat to have “free” money to spend however we liked.  Funny how gift cards work that way.  I’ve been given cash for my birthday or holidays in the past.  And while I’ve always gotten myself a little something, I’ve usually spent the majority of it on groceries, bills, or diapers.  But a few years ago, I  had my first experience with gift cards.  I was given something that just didn’t suit me.  Family members were shocked that I wanted to return it, because apparently it was high on the wish list for many that year.  It was one of those digital movie and music players.  (See how with it I am?  I don’t even know what they’re called.)  I was encouraged to return it and get something else by the person who got it for me. 

I left the return desk with a gift card containing over $200.  All for me.  To spend in Walmart.  That Christmas was awesome!  It was like I received a shopping spree as a gift!  I bought clothes and hand weights, and this cool dangly lamp that I love.

So with gift cards in hand, we entered the Walmart after Christmas this year.  The girls were really frugal with their purchases.  Allison found a toy shopping cart on sale for only $5.  Annie was thrilled to find that Walmart sold Webkinz.  James bought a pair of much-needed shoes.  And me?  I bought another new journal, some pens, some loose-leaf notebook paper, and a funky-looking Trapper Keeper (a steal at only $3).  I combined them all to make a journaling kit for myself.

While I still prefer a personalized gift, wrapped in paper and bow, and placed under the tree, I have discovered that a gift certificate can be a thoughtful gift as well.  And who doesn’t love free money?