Those of you who know me, know that I can keep a secret till death if you ask.
You also know that some things are better left unsaid, and that I've never been too curious about anything. Here to listen, if it may be the case.
Interestingly enough, I don't like keeping gifts secret. Actually, I hate it. Too many years of failed gift giving to my mother have tempered a die cast cloud over any excitement I might have over giving a gift as a surprise. Nothing I have ever bought her has been satisfactory, and it's become a custom that a gift receipt accompanies every gift, from vases to leather jackets (which are exchanged for other vases and leather jackets).
My wife is the center of my life, and due to the terrible experiences I've had with gift giving, I like receiving some sort of confirmation that what I have gotten for her meets with her satisfaction. She has nice taste, but she is not a stubborn woman. Classical sensibility, but she understands that I am not a millionaire.
I do so love buying things for her, and worse than that, I enjoy giving them to her.
Today, she purchased a laptop. Well, I paid for more than half of it. The one we came to look at was sold out, and she does like Sony notebooks, and I certainly can't blame her. But to be able to give her something is a pleasure. She has a certain smile. To know that it is useful gives the item a whole new level of satisfaction.
My family's Christmas tradition was a harrowed representation of consumer reality.
My brother and I were allowed dollar amount allotments for our purchases, and we received them almost immediately after the purchase, saving a "stocking stuffer" for the Christmas gift that my dad would consider proper, though wholly unnecessary. Due to my mother's fickle nature, my parents would also receive their gifts prematurely.
Although I'm trying again, I'm stoic in my certainty that my mother will actually enjoy , or at least feign enjoyment of the Coach Swingpack I bought for her.
I only wish that my wife would give in to my demands that she open her gifts early to grant me a relief from my current state of mind. Of course, if she does, then I'll never break the curse. Still... the gifts are shaped interestingly, aren't they, dear. Don't you just want to open them?
Please?
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You are just like me! I can't keep a secret about a gift at all! That's why I tell all my friends and clients what I've gotten for people. That way I haven't kept the secret, but the receiver doesn't know either.
Oh, and I love those Coach Swingpacks. One of my clients has one in black and I compliment her on it every time she comes in. It's almost been my "Coveted Item" a few times. I'm sure it will make it on there soon.
Hey! You took comment moderation off.... :)
I knew that of all people, you would understand.
I took comment moderation off, because the jack ass that was trying to hijack my pages to score hits on bash.org has finally quit... I think he's realized that I get almost no traffic.
And make that swing pack your coveted item around your birthday, and you may earn one of those.
I have no idea what bash.org is. And I'm not going there to find out because I don't want to encourage him to come back here.
Oh, and deal on the swingpack! ;)
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