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Start here => Games => Topic started by: skyblue1 on September 29, 2011, 01:24:41 PM
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what was your worst gift ever?
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The model electric train I got for maybe my 5th or 6th birthday. It was very, very boring.
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I've never had a pink gift for christmas
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I've never had a pink gift for christmas
But you will this year, a little late, but Pink and Christmas nonetheless.
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Almost all the cloths I got from my father while growing up. He was/is a salesman and grew up in a time when casual dress was only for around the house. None of the stuff was pink though, I did get bright green,yellow,white and plaid golf pants. Much of the stuff was from stores like Neiman Marcus and Brook's Brothers and cost a fortune. All I really wanted was jeans tee shirts but they were for bums. It was all put in the back of my closet as soon as I got back to my Mom's in Florida
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I know this is just going to make me sound a real ungrateful bitch
- the truth is, every Christmas, since i was a wee girl, i get the most
hideous hand knitted items, and you know when you get given something
and the person wasn't sure if you would like it and they say something like
"i left the receipt in the bag so you can change it" oh music to my ears that is - but you don't get that option with a hand knitted item.
If it doesn't fit, you just have to make it fit, somehow. I spend January
knee deep in unwanted woolly cardies - i have to sit there and deface every
single one somehow "no i can't wear it anymore mom as i accidentally inadvertently burned a big hole in it with the iron"
And now i have a growing pile of well meant cable knits and tank tops for the urchin.
I remember having to go to school in a hand knitted navy blue jumper
(part of the uniform was a navy jumper) - except it wasn't quite navy and it just stood out a mile. You can tell if they been hand knitted. So i would
never subject the urchin to that kind of humiliation.
Sorry to go on about it, but one more moan please! My birthday is
right by Christmas (oh why couldn't it have been in a summer month) so
i usually get a most unwelcome double whammy of woolies in December!
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I actually got a pink alpaca sweater. Never wore it . Even though I loved the texture
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I know this is just going to make me sound a real ungrateful bitch
- the truth is, every Christmas, since i was a wee girl, i get the most
hideous hand knitted items, and you know when you get given something
and the person wasn't sure if you would like it and they say something like
"i left the receipt in the bag so you can change it" oh music to my ears that is - but you don't get that option with a hand knitted item.
If it doesn't fit, you just have to make it fit, somehow. I spend January
knee deep in unwanted woolly cardies - i have to sit there and deface every
single one somehow "no i can't wear it anymore mom as i accidentally inadvertently burned a big hole in it with the iron"
And now i have a growing pile of well meant cable knits and tank tops for the urchin.
I remember having to go to school in a hand knitted navy blue jumper
(part of the uniform was a navy jumper) - except it wasn't quite navy and it just stood out a mile. You can tell if they been hand knitted. So i would
never subject the urchin to that kind of humiliation.
Sorry to go on about it, but one more moan please! My birthday is
right by Christmas (oh why couldn't it have been in a summer month) so
i usually get a most unwelcome double whammy of woolies in December!
Maybe you need to specifically ask your mother for something you would love to have hand knitted like an afghan for your bed or sofa?
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I know this is just going to make me sound a real ungrateful bitch
- the truth is, every Christmas, since i was a wee girl, i get the most
hideous hand knitted items, and you know when you get given something
and the person wasn't sure if you would like it and they say something like
"i left the receipt in the bag so you can change it" oh music to my ears that is - but you don't get that option with a hand knitted item.
If it doesn't fit, you just have to make it fit, somehow. I spend January
knee deep in unwanted woolly cardies - i have to sit there and deface every
single one somehow "no i can't wear it anymore mom as i accidentally inadvertently burned a big hole in it with the iron"
And now i have a growing pile of well meant cable knits and tank tops for the urchin.
I remember having to go to school in a hand knitted navy blue jumper
(part of the uniform was a navy jumper) - except it wasn't quite navy and it just stood out a mile. You can tell if they been hand knitted. So i would
never subject the urchin to that kind of humiliation.
Sorry to go on about it, but one more moan please! My birthday is
right by Christmas (oh why couldn't it have been in a summer month) so
i usually get a most unwelcome double whammy of woolies in December!
Maybe you need to specifically ask your mother for something you would love to have hand knitted like an afghan for your bed or sofa?
Oh i know, but the point is i have had to put up with badly knitted, colour uncoordinated, things from tea cosy's to bath mats and blankets!
I got engaged once, and instead of being presented with the normal cutlery set, or kitchen scales, i had a hand knitted bin cover. Ffs!
I have learned my lesson about asking for something specific - got her
to knit me a black mohair jumper once, i was in a bit of a punk phase.
She was supposed to put 'holes' in it here and there, which, granted she did put the requested holes in it. However, she decided it would be nice
to have the holes covered up with pretty white daisies!
I don't ever ever ever want to see another knitted item again. Ever.
:lol:
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I wouldn't mind some pink boyshort panties from Victoria's Secret. Comfy!!!
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What did the first post say before it was edited?
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What did the first post say before it was edited?
i didn't notice that :dunno:
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What did the first post say before it was edited?
Waht < is what it said, Korrected my spellin
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What did the first post say before it was edited?
Waht < is what it said, Korrected my spellin
Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure.
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Pink gifts are fine.
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A few years ago my husband was taking these wooden cigar boxes and wood-burning them to sell ( he is a professional artist ) So, we had like piles of them everywhere. I bet there was a hundred. We ended up getting into this big fight, as we often would because I hate clutter and he lived for it. Anyway, he felt bad about it and bought me a present. A nice, intricately designed... wooden box.
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Not really understanding the title of the thread.
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Not really understanding the title of the thread.
I thought it was going to be dirty :D
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Maybe it is.
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indeed ;)
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Not really understanding the title of the thread.
means not all x-mas gifts suck :asthing:
sorry the line got stuck in my head
so I wrote it down
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I see. Pink candles and soaps are nice.
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I know this is just going to make me sound a real ungrateful bitch
- the truth is, every Christmas, since i was a wee girl, i get the most
hideous hand knitted items, and you know when you get given something
and the person wasn't sure if you would like it and they say something like
"i left the receipt in the bag so you can change it" oh music to my ears that is - but you don't get that option with a hand knitted item.
If it doesn't fit, you just have to make it fit, somehow. I spend January
knee deep in unwanted woolly cardies - i have to sit there and deface every
single one somehow "no i can't wear it anymore mom as i accidentally inadvertently burned a big hole in it with the iron"
And now i have a growing pile of well meant cable knits and tank tops for the urchin.
I remember having to go to school in a hand knitted navy blue jumper
(part of the uniform was a navy jumper) - except it wasn't quite navy and it just stood out a mile. You can tell if they been hand knitted. So i would
never subject the urchin to that kind of humiliation.
Sorry to go on about it, but one more moan please! My birthday is
right by Christmas (oh why couldn't it have been in a summer month) so
i usually get a most unwelcome double whammy of woolies in December!
Maybe you need to specifically ask your mother for something you would love to have hand knitted like an afghan for your bed or sofa?
Oh i know, but the point is i have had to put up with badly knitted, colour uncoordinated, things from tea cosy's to bath mats and blankets!
I got engaged once, and instead of being presented with the normal cutlery set, or kitchen scales, i had a hand knitted bin cover. Ffs!
I have learned my lesson about asking for something specific - got her
to knit me a black mohair jumper once, i was in a bit of a punk phase.
She was supposed to put 'holes' in it here and there, which, granted she did put the requested holes in it. However, she decided it would be nice
to have the holes covered up with pretty white daisies!
I don't ever ever ever want to see another knitted item again. Ever.
:lol:
What about a nice warm scarf?
:P
I have made several denim dresses for my daughter to wear to school and I just hope that she doesn't feel about them the way you felt about the badly fitting hand knitted woolen cardigans your mother made for you.
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I know this is just going to make me sound a real ungrateful bitch
- the truth is, every Christmas, since i was a wee girl, i get the most
hideous hand knitted items, and you know when you get given something
and the person wasn't sure if you would like it and they say something like
"i left the receipt in the bag so you can change it" oh music to my ears that is - but you don't get that option with a hand knitted item.
If it doesn't fit, you just have to make it fit, somehow. I spend January
knee deep in unwanted woolly cardies - i have to sit there and deface every
single one somehow "no i can't wear it anymore mom as i accidentally inadvertently burned a big hole in it with the iron"
And now i have a growing pile of well meant cable knits and tank tops for the urchin.
I remember having to go to school in a hand knitted navy blue jumper
(part of the uniform was a navy jumper) - except it wasn't quite navy and it just stood out a mile. You can tell if they been hand knitted. So i would
never subject the urchin to that kind of humiliation.
Sorry to go on about it, but one more moan please! My birthday is
right by Christmas (oh why couldn't it have been in a summer month) so
i usually get a most unwelcome double whammy of woolies in December!
Maybe you need to specifically ask your mother for something you would love to have hand knitted like an afghan for your bed or sofa?
Oh i know, but the point is i have had to put up with badly knitted, colour uncoordinated, things from tea cosy's to bath mats and blankets!
I got engaged once, and instead of being presented with the normal cutlery set, or kitchen scales, i had a hand knitted bin cover. Ffs!
I have learned my lesson about asking for something specific - got her
to knit me a black mohair jumper once, i was in a bit of a punk phase.
She was supposed to put 'holes' in it here and there, which, granted she did put the requested holes in it. However, she decided it would be nice
to have the holes covered up with pretty white daisies!
I don't ever ever ever want to see another knitted item again. Ever.
:lol:
What about a nice warm scarf?
:P
I have made several denim dresses for my daughter to wear to school and I just hope that she doesn't feel about them the way you felt about the badly fitting hand knitted woolen cardigans your mother made for you.
Callaway i am sure your handywork is top notch. I wear hand
made clothes. My friend has just finished an indian type of skirt for me. It's just the knitted stuff.
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My kids don't actually get me presents regardless of the ocassion and i usually get some alcohol from my friends. A bottle of Jack or a six pack of premixed cans, for Christmas, and you know, that is all good for me.
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Me and my family usually just ask each other what they want. My 13 month old niecy excluded, she gets surprises :)
It's so hard to buy for my dad though.
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Me and my family usually just ask each other what they want. My 13 month old niecy excluded, she gets surprises :)
It's so hard to buy for my dad though.
After I was married and had the PR, I began writing a Christmas letter to my Mom telling her what I had learned from her that I had used that year. She didn't need any presents. I found each of my letters after she died, 11 of them.
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I just tell people to give me money. That way I can choose my presents.
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Me and my family usually just ask each other what they want. My 13 month old niecy excluded, she gets surprises :)
It's so hard to buy for my dad though.
After I was married and had the PR, I began writing a Christmas letter to my Mom telling her what I had learned from her that I had used that year. She didn't need any presents. I found each of my letters after she died, 11 of them.
That is a beautiful story and a wonderful gift idea. :hug:
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I just tell people to give me money. That way I can choose my presents.
Money is my favorite gift too. Beats the hell out of ANOTHER SWEATER! :autism:
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I have bad taste when it comes to choosing the right presents for certain people.
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I have bad taste when it comes to choosing the right presents for certain people.
I think most people do get it wrong, at least occasionally. That's why money is an awesome gift as Schleed said! :2thumbsup:
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I just tell people to give me money. That way I can choose my presents.
In our family, it's nothing but giving each other money most of the time when it comes to special occasions. Although for Christmas I usually want the Doctor Who season box set, and that's usually $100, the amount I would get anyway in cash.
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My sisters and I agreed a few years ago to stop buying Christmas gifts for each other and just buy for the kids.
It was the year we all got each other the same exact gift.
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My sisters and I agreed a few years ago to stop buying Christmas gifts for each other and just buy for the kids.
It was the year we all got each other the same exact gift.
:laugh:
The girls and I give eachother small gifts for St Nicolas. Not more than €5 each. We have the party for fun, silly poems, and if we have time enough, funny wrappings too.
Best present I got was a few years ago, when the girls made me a colouring book.
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I got real lead painted toy soldiers right up until I was about 20 from my father because when I was like 12 I liked them and he enjoyed buying them for some reason :dunno:
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When I was 13 or 14, my godmother got me a knitted winter hat with "Hi!" embroidered on the front,
and "Bye!" embroidered on the back. As if I didn't already get enough shit from my peer group. :laugh:
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my mother used to give gifts to manipulate me into careers.
so when i was very small i got a doctor kit which i "used" to dissect my sisters' dolls.
i got lots of books which i loved but which gave no clue as to what she wanted.
this finally stopped some years ago when she decided that i wasn't going to finish my phd so she bought network administration and A+ classes for me. i drove through the winter to the classes which were in new york city - manhattan. 16 weeks, every weekend, while i also worked on my dissertation.
i finished the class and about 10 months later defended my dissertation.