Alright. I usually pretty good at buying presents for people...if they're easy to get presents for. Problem is my grandmother (who I call "Nana") is impossible.Let me describe the character: She's an elite, cultured, proper New England woman. She won't hang paintings or put up decorations unless they're "just so." She puts on makeup to go the grocery store. She refuses to discuss or put words to any mention of sexual activity or bowel movement. After one husbands' death and another's divorce, she was married to a golfer in Palm Beach, Fla. for many years until his passing. She continues to live in an older-aged, upper-income community that looks out over a golf course and has a clubhouse with what she would call "pristine service."
I tried to get her a pot once. She put a plant in it and put it WAY in the back of her garden. Then a year later it mysteriously disappeared. Similar situation with a painting I bought for her. It went in the kids room for a year and THEN mysteriously disappeared. She won't read books that plainly about the unmentionables mentioned above. And she's read every non-fiction book known to man (previous years' presents). This year I'm drawing a blank.
So I typed Nana into Amazon. Turns out it's a graphic novel:
Nana Komatsu is a young woman who's endured an unending string of boyfriend problems. Moving to Tokyo, she's hoping to take control of her life and put all those messy misadventures behind her. She's looking for love and she's hoping to find it in the big city.I think I've got a winner...Nana Osaki, on the other hand, is cool, confident and focused. She swaggers into town and proceeds to kick down the doors to Tokyo's underground punk scene. She's got a dream and won't give up until she becomes Japan's No. 1 rock'n'roll superstar.
This is the story of two 20-year-old women who share the same name. Even though they come from completely different backgrounds, they somehow meet and become best friends. The world of Nana is a world exploding with sex, music, fashion, gossip and all-night parties.
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Honestly Greg, here's what the rest of us do:
Every year, Nana asks for one thing, usually expensive. The rest of us pool our money together and get it for her. This is an ideal situation; Nana is happy and the rest of us don't have to spend weeks trying to figure out what the heck she wants and where to get it.
Call my mom and offer to donate towards the cause. Usually my mom ends up paying the most for the gift because with just Aunt Candy and I toss our money in, it sometimes doesn't cut it (nana likes expensive things).
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