I am a lousy gift-giver. I'm bad enough on birthdays, when gift-giving makes me so nervous that my gifts never arrive on time. But I'm absolutely awful in December, when I feel so pressured by Chanukah expectations that I buy gift after gift for three of the people on my list, inadvertently leaving out everyone else. Maybe it's a new kind of learning disability, Adverse Gift Disorder. But I mean well, I do.