The worst gift I've ever received was a spiral bound daytimer advertising my step sister's real estate business. And she didn't even bother to wrap it, so clearly I was an afterthought.

I really don't care what I get for Christmas. In my place, anything would be welcome. I'll get a gift certificate to my favourite yarn store from my BFF which I love. She does that every year. My brother will send me money which I badly need, but it feels like he's not making much of an effort.