Bagging it is the lazy option my wife likes. I make the effort to wrap things. She uses the bags over and over, whereas the wrapping paper is thrown away. You know, the lazy way may really be the smart way. DO NOT TELL MY WIFE SHE MAY BE RIGHT!
@Fuzzalini They are an interesting pair, as different as night and day. It’s been an usual life living with them as young adults while we all wait for the employment market to continue to improve. They want to be out on their own. WE want them out on their own, but the four of us have come to realize that financially it’s better to co-exist under one roof.
The pets seem to like it because they can sucker someone into feeding them a treat or two. Or an extra meal. Those little liars convinced me that no one had been fed this morning. Joke’s on me. Husband had gotten up extra early and fed all four beasts. :
My style is at least proficient. I can make florist bows and do creative folds and corners for odd shaped gifts, get creative with jingle bells, greenery, ornaments, ribbon. What I actually do now with 15 grands plus extended fam is wrap it in paper, seal with tape, slap on a gift tag. No time for fancy geegaws. Paper flies like a volcanic eruption so it would be wasted effort on my part.
I’d say I’m barely proficient, but I have a penchant for wrapping in brown paper (then I can draw designs on if I feel like it.) This leads people to believe I’m not putting in any effort when I wrap my presents the same way they do
I stick by the Moto “real men don’t need wrapping paper” with that in mind any and all gifts I buy I request a paper bag with them. Then when I return home I staple the bag closed stick on whatever bow I have from the last gift I received and put in a card. The gift is then successfully wrapped.
My favorite was this one. Bob was always quite fond of Scotland, and he liked to wear a kilt to formal occasions. So I bought him one square foot of land in Scotland, which officially made him a Scottish laird. It came with a nice certificate which I had framed. I also bought him a tartan scarf, a couple of pair of kilt hosen, a Sgian Dubh (A Scottish dirk), and two sporan, one everyday leather and one fancy dress horsehair. I stuffed the stocking with Walkers shortbread, canned haggis and other little Scottish items. These were the gifts.