i was thinking of the pic in the gallery here
cutie-patootie
Ooohh...that cav....he's only 4.
ohmystars - you look even younger in the pic in the link you posted!
errrrrr, shouldn't Naomi be in the pic that says Chef Paul and the dish? :wink:
the cav in this pic is 4?
No, I was talking about my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, who is in the pet photo gallery. I've dropped some more weight since the gathering, and look more like the me in the link I posted now. Mrs. cav is a fiesty dish indeed.
I love the way she handles a cigar...
Ceili wrote:No, Piffka, nothing so costly for me. It was your average, run of the mill ironing set, but really it was a step down from the pot he bought me the year before.
We split up shortly after that christmas. He would get so mad after I told people what his gift giving was like, we go home and fight some more. Imagine having the gall to give me such a shitty gift and getting pissed cause I bragged about it.
He he he
Bummer. I hate him, Ceili. I'm glad you told everybody about his crappy gifts.
Once Christmas Mr. P. did all his shopping at the hardware store. The best of that bad lot was one of those stupid flowered hats that welders wear. It didn't even fit and I hate them anyway. <my eyes are narrowing just thinking about this> It was the Christmas after my last parent had died. I felt like an orphan. For the first time in my life I didn't even get a book! I was so angry and extremely hurt that he'd been that thoughtless. I tried to hang in there, sitting by the tree, but I broke down into snuffling tears and couldn't even speak. I just left all three of them (I imagine them, mouths agape as I got into my car.) and drove to my mother's grave where I sat for a couple of hours, drinking and feeling sorry for myself. Boy, when I came home everybody was a LOT nicer to me. I'd gotten over it by then and just realized he needed more training.
Interestingly enough, my brother's hair is short and blonde, but curly. However, mine grows long, his grows into an afro.
They both have dark hair, but my dad's sister is a natural blonde. Recessive gene and all.
Piffka
My sob story is ancient history, but good for a laugh now.
I've had gifts from drug stores to gas stations.
It seems everyone has the whole christmas thing all wrong. Yes, it may be the season for giving but why give a gift without thinking about the recipient? If you haven't a clue who I am, then give me cold, hard cash ;-} otherwise don't bother. I don't need crap that badly.
Ceili wrote:It seems everyone has the whole christmas thing all wrong. Yes, it may be the season for giving but why give a gift without thinking about the recipient?
I guess people give thoughtless gifts because they aren't taking the time to consider what they're doing. Sad, isn't it, to go through the motions but not have any feeling behind them?
Oh my goodness Cav. Your picture makes me feel all maternal. You and your wife make an adorable couple.
Ceili and Piffka, cheers to both of you. I got a vacuum once, from my ex--I guess Piffka's husband is a quicker learner than our exes who probably didn't have a clue and still don't. I can actually feel sorry for him now that I'm not married to him.
I think people should just save gifts for the kids. I think it's ridiculous adults buying each other presents. Except maybe spouses, I just don't see the point.
Wilso wrote:I think people should just save gifts for the kids. I think it's ridiculous adults buying each other presents. Except maybe spouses, I just don't see the point.
I agree Wilso. I give gifts to my son and mother and that's it. My brother and I have an agreement that we don't give eachother anything. I send him a card and he calls on Christmas. I suppose I would feel differently if I had money to burn.
I think some people enjoy the gift giving because it makes them happy, so if someone gives me a gift I knit them a pair of slippers which only costs me a bit of my time and very little $.
Drom
I couldn't agree more.
Thanks, Montana; I think it's sad too, that one sees some families who are only half-appreciative of each other on Christmas day; surely, Christmas should be a start on how we mean to go on, but to some, it's a way of making up for giving no attention throughout the rest of the year...
Nevertheless, this is hopefully the vision of the minority, rather than the majority-- although, like on the 'Think of the Children' issue, it would be preferable were it not to happen at all..
Why, if one's going to have a child, and have decided this, does one neglect him/her? It completely puzzles me...
