This is part of why Christmas isn't much fun anymore as an adult.
There is not one thing I truly want that would be special.
My wife asks and I tell her nothing, or just get me a couple of books, but as far as that "special" gift there's nothing.
Well, not true, I did put in a request for her to dress and do her make up as one of those lost little emo girls and color her hair blue (or a blue wig) and pout for me all night amongst other things, but she says that's not a Christmas gift.
She did however, say it could definitely be on the table for Valentines Day.