Our local newspaper isn’t known for its hard-core reporting so there are the obligatory holiday pieces about parking lot space rumbles, crowds at the malls, hot gifts, etc. This piece gave me a good chuckle and some flashbacks to some of my own relationship/gift memories. Hey, we’ve all got ’em. There was that year when the serious beau of the moment handed me that little velvet box under the tree…. ooops…. opal earrings. Beautiful opal earrings! But it was quite a few minutes before my heart supplied enough blood to the brain to get the mouth to say anything at all.