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<blockquote data-quote="meowbunny" data-source="post: 224957" data-attributes="member: 3626"><p>I'm kind of late getting in on this one but I totally understand the frustration but I also understand that some people really can't buy gifts to save their lives.</p><p> </p><p>My mother is in the category of getting you what she wants regardless of how much you might hate it. When I was little, I really was the all American tomboy. I wanted baseballs and bats, rifles, a shotgun when I was a bit older. I got dolls and kiddie kitchens and sewing stuff. I hated opening my presents from her because I had to ooh and ahh over stuff I truly hated receiving. As an adult, it really got worse. I get cut crystal, tea sets with flowers and birds that cost a small fortune, siliver. My home is Oriental/contemporary. I finally quit oohing and ahhing. I simply say thank you and then sell it on ebay or keep it in the box if it is something my daughter likes -- she's much more girlie than I. At least I make some decent money from her stuff.</p><p> </p><p>My best friend of 30+ years is in the category of can't shop for tschit. Try as she might and she does try, she can't ever get it quite right. I collect music boxes. Small, large, medium; silver, wood, metal. But they're pretty, elegant. She'll get me ones painted with penguins or some silly theme. I love the mountains. She loves the sea. She gets me beautiful etched pieces with fish in them. I want the ones with deer and trees. lol She loves baroque music. She adores opera. I go nuts for the ballet and Mozart and Chopin fan. I get CDs of stringed orchestral music and DVDs of La Boheme. She tries. She really does. Oh, some of her more memorable gifts: a Pink Panther holding a bottle of my favorite alcohol; a chocolate-scented moose and I'm allergic to almost all scents and I don't do stuffed animals; a large, fluffy Energizer Bunny that actually is remote controlled. As I said, she tries. I treasure her gifts because I know she actually did put a lot of thought and effort into buying them for me. Her love shows in what she gets me even if her taste is questionable.</p><p> </p><p>So, I consider the source and thought behind the gift. If it is someone who does truly care, I treasure what I have gotten. If it is someone who really doesn't care what I want or need, then I treat the gift accordingly and pretty much do what I want with it. At least I learned a lesson from my mother -- how to get rid of stuff I really don't like.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="meowbunny, post: 224957, member: 3626"] I'm kind of late getting in on this one but I totally understand the frustration but I also understand that some people really can't buy gifts to save their lives. My mother is in the category of getting you what she wants regardless of how much you might hate it. When I was little, I really was the all American tomboy. I wanted baseballs and bats, rifles, a shotgun when I was a bit older. I got dolls and kiddie kitchens and sewing stuff. I hated opening my presents from her because I had to ooh and ahh over stuff I truly hated receiving. As an adult, it really got worse. I get cut crystal, tea sets with flowers and birds that cost a small fortune, siliver. My home is Oriental/contemporary. I finally quit oohing and ahhing. I simply say thank you and then sell it on ebay or keep it in the box if it is something my daughter likes -- she's much more girlie than I. At least I make some decent money from her stuff. My best friend of 30+ years is in the category of can't shop for tschit. Try as she might and she does try, she can't ever get it quite right. I collect music boxes. Small, large, medium; silver, wood, metal. But they're pretty, elegant. She'll get me ones painted with penguins or some silly theme. I love the mountains. She loves the sea. She gets me beautiful etched pieces with fish in them. I want the ones with deer and trees. lol She loves baroque music. She adores opera. I go nuts for the ballet and Mozart and Chopin fan. I get CDs of stringed orchestral music and DVDs of La Boheme. She tries. She really does. Oh, some of her more memorable gifts: a Pink Panther holding a bottle of my favorite alcohol; a chocolate-scented moose and I'm allergic to almost all scents and I don't do stuffed animals; a large, fluffy Energizer Bunny that actually is remote controlled. As I said, she tries. I treasure her gifts because I know she actually did put a lot of thought and effort into buying them for me. Her love shows in what she gets me even if her taste is questionable. So, I consider the source and thought behind the gift. If it is someone who does truly care, I treasure what I have gotten. If it is someone who really doesn't care what I want or need, then I treat the gift accordingly and pretty much do what I want with it. At least I learned a lesson from my mother -- how to get rid of stuff I really don't like. [/QUOTE]
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