I will be buying you some of these. You're welcome.

I recently posted about a gift exchange that jumped the rails due to my keen observational skills. If you missed that post, I'll summarize: I've repeatedly given earrings to a good friend who doesn't have pierced ears. Blam!

Rolling into the holidays, you might think that I'm operating with a high degree of anxiety, knowing that another gift exchange is in my near future. You couldn't be more wronger™. Nope. I'm not stressed at all. Know why?

Because instead of exchanging gifts, Betsy and I have decided to adopt a DC family in need and spend our money on them instead. Brilliant, right?!

Well, at least, I thought it was brilliant, until I received the family's wish list. It's a single mom with two sons. The boys have legitimate items on their wish lists. But the mom? Know what she wants? A gift card to Victoria's Secret.

Please excuse me while I go all judgmental and decidedly un-charitable for a moment.

You. Must. Be. Shitting. Me.

Let's rewind. You have two children that you're struggling to support, so you think the answer is to... buy sexy lingerie and have more sex and potentially create another baby? No. Way.

I want to sit this woman down and say, "Honey. I'm a bleeding heart liberal. I am happy to be taxed if it means a better standard of living for everyone. But you? You're going to ruin it for everyone needing assistance by asking for shit you do not need."

"I mean, I'm happy to help give your kids a good Christmas, and I'm happy to help you pick up some essentials for your household. But Victoria's Secret? That's a luxury, not a necessity. If you need underwear, there are many, many other stores that sell them. For a fraction of the price. And with more fabric."

Actually, it's the holidays. I shouldn't judge. This is my opportunity to be someone's Christmas miracle. I think I'll take that sentiment to heart, and go beyond what's on her wishlist. In fact, I already have a perfect idea for a stocking stuffer: