So every year around the first week of December, Mr. Grant approaches me with his annual request for my Christmas list.  And every year, I wrack my brain trying to think of what to put on it.  He's a pretty good shopper (he uses my list like an actual shopping list, rather than just a bunch of ideas) so I have to be careful what goes on it.  If an infomercial hair remover was on my list, it would be under the tree, so I give my Christmas list a lot of consideration.