Even better, they have no idea what restrictions await them. Of course, there’s always a catch and it's even harder for the contestants since they are mostly commitment-phobes who are no strangers to the occasional fling. Picture this: a scenic island, stunning accommodations, and 10 incredibly attractive singles expected to shack up for the next four weeks - minus all forms of sexual activity. But every time I knew they were gifts from the heart.This 2020 Netflix original is built on quite an interesting premise. Sometimes, they ended up in that basement tote. Sometimes, mom's gifts missed their mark. Mom can't get out and shop like she used to, and I haven't looked across the room to see my wife, Nancy, raise her eyebrows slightly and smile while I hold up one of mom's special gifts. These days, Christmas morning doesn't have the same magic or personality. Somewhere through the years, I lost track of my Big Mouth Billy Bass. Need a deer antler salt and pepper shaker set? How about a camping mess kit? Maybe a fish stringer or a variety pack of bobbers? There's a Winchester knife set in there, too, a variety of multi-function tools (I have others in my truck, my ice fishing tent and my boat), a flashlight or three and a wristwatch that doesn't work with a trout on the face. I never had much interest in bass fishing back then, but that tote in the basement has several small boxes of plastic "creature craws," bass jigs and a panfish kit. Mom never passed by a bargain bin, either. Dallas got one with a Cheasapeake Bay retriever. Mine featured a large rooster pheasant on the front. Eventually, we had to take them outside for a more spirited altercation.Īnother Christmas morning brought incredibly itchy wool sweaters. One night at a local pub, a couple of pimple-faced punks whose judgment may have been impaired by more than Bud Light started to ridicule Dallas and his jacket.
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One year, she found blue denim jackets embroidered with flowery designs for my brother, Dallas, and me. Those insulated flannel shirts she thought would be ideal for our cold-weather adventures made us look like the Pillsbury Doughboy, and you couldn't move your arms more than a few inches when the weather required another layer of protection from the cold. When she'd hold back one gift until the very end and eagerly wait for you to open it, you knew it was something really special.įashion wasn't one of mom's strong points. Still, Christmas morning always came with surprises. It might be a Mitchell 300 spinning reel, a certain Plano tackle box or a build-it-yourself muzzleloader kit. So, when mom asked us boys what we wanted for Christmas, we typically had a couple of specific things. One of the greatest gifts my dad gave my brothers and I was a love for hunting, fishing and everything outdoors. Sometimes, she had half of the next year's Christmas shopping done before the boxes and wrapping paper from the current Christmas reached the garbage truck. She was forever on the lookout for the perfect gift. Mom's idea of a great day was a blue-light special on insulated flannel shirts at Kmart or a closeout on fish ties at JCPenney. They were gifts from a loving mother with a big heart who loved to shop.
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(Doug Newhoff/correspondent)ĬEDAR RAPIDS - Somewhere in a corner of our basement there's a tote filled with Christmas curiosities. A long-lost Christmas present from mom, and the heart.