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<blockquote data-quote="witzend" data-source="post: 611754" data-attributes="member: 99"><p>That actually made my blood run cold. Then boil. He's teaching him that having good gaming stuff is more important than anything else.</p><p></p><p>When M was about 5 years old, we had a Christmas where we were not REALLY well off financially, but doing ok. I was working a lot of nights and husband worked weekends so we didn't see a lot of each other. This would be about 1991, so we had stand alone gaming systems. husband had lost his scholarship to college in '84 because he became too wrapped up in Dungeons and Dragons, I KID YOU NOT. M was just as absorbed in them. IAC, I decided that rather than buy a bunch of decorations, and since we did our big Christmas at my parents that I would spend the money on gifts for M & L (who would spend Christmas day with her dad) and some nicer things for husband as well. I had hanging plants and wired up a hula hoop with Christmas lights and hung it like a tree and put all of the presents under it.</p><p></p><p>Christmas eve we go to my parents and did our thing there, which always had it's share of drama. My mom had "surprised" us by inviting husband's mother without saying anything to anyone and she can't <em>stand</em> me and would rather have been getting a meal and a cheap gift at the soup kitchen (not kidding there, either - it's what she likes for Christmas.) I was looking forward to our day together. husband and I put all of the presents we had been hiding under the tree after M went to bed. There was a <em>huge</em> stack of small stuff that I had not been aware of, and one very large box and a smaller one that I had not bought. When husband & I woke up in the morning super early because of some noise, M had already opened all of his gifts. He didn't ask or try to wake us or anything. I was not happy. But there was still about 20 gifts there, so I figured we still had something to look forward to. They were all "To: Dad - From: Santa". They were all video games! "Well, it wasn't <em>much</em> money! I got them all on sale! They're <em>last year's</em> games!" </p><p></p><p>And so we finally got to the big box addressed to me. It was a metal filing cabinet. And then we got to the smaller box, also for me. A frying pan. I was <em>furious!</em> Who buys themselves a bunch of fun presents to put under the tree and buys their wife a filing cabinet and a frying pan "to make omelets in"? I'll tell you <em>what</em>, I never cooked the man another omelet in his life. He couldn't think of one single thing that I might like that was for <em>fu</em><em>n</em> to put under the tree for me? You could bash that man over the head with a hint and he'd never figure out that you wanted him to go buy you something for your birthday or Christmas. Over 20 years later I finally figured out that have to tell him that if there isn't something nice for me under the tree he's going to be in trouble. I'm sure I'll have to do that again this year.</p><p></p><p>I mean for cripes sake, can he not see what I wear and carry or notice how I smell or look? But let there be a <em>video game</em> or computer need, we don't go <em>without</em>, I promise you.</p><p></p><p>Phew! Rant over...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="witzend, post: 611754, member: 99"] That actually made my blood run cold. Then boil. He's teaching him that having good gaming stuff is more important than anything else. When M was about 5 years old, we had a Christmas where we were not REALLY well off financially, but doing ok. I was working a lot of nights and husband worked weekends so we didn't see a lot of each other. This would be about 1991, so we had stand alone gaming systems. husband had lost his scholarship to college in '84 because he became too wrapped up in Dungeons and Dragons, I KID YOU NOT. M was just as absorbed in them. IAC, I decided that rather than buy a bunch of decorations, and since we did our big Christmas at my parents that I would spend the money on gifts for M & L (who would spend Christmas day with her dad) and some nicer things for husband as well. I had hanging plants and wired up a hula hoop with Christmas lights and hung it like a tree and put all of the presents under it. Christmas eve we go to my parents and did our thing there, which always had it's share of drama. My mom had "surprised" us by inviting husband's mother without saying anything to anyone and she can't [I]stand[/I] me and would rather have been getting a meal and a cheap gift at the soup kitchen (not kidding there, either - it's what she likes for Christmas.) I was looking forward to our day together. husband and I put all of the presents we had been hiding under the tree after M went to bed. There was a [I]huge[/I] stack of small stuff that I had not been aware of, and one very large box and a smaller one that I had not bought. When husband & I woke up in the morning super early because of some noise, M had already opened all of his gifts. He didn't ask or try to wake us or anything. I was not happy. But there was still about 20 gifts there, so I figured we still had something to look forward to. They were all "To: Dad - From: Santa". They were all video games! "Well, it wasn't [I]much[/I] money! I got them all on sale! They're [I]last year's[/I] games!" And so we finally got to the big box addressed to me. It was a metal filing cabinet. And then we got to the smaller box, also for me. A frying pan. I was [I]furious![/I] Who buys themselves a bunch of fun presents to put under the tree and buys their wife a filing cabinet and a frying pan "to make omelets in"? I'll tell you [I]what[/I], I never cooked the man another omelet in his life. He couldn't think of one single thing that I might like that was for [I]fu[/I][I]n[/I] to put under the tree for me? You could bash that man over the head with a hint and he'd never figure out that you wanted him to go buy you something for your birthday or Christmas. Over 20 years later I finally figured out that have to tell him that if there isn't something nice for me under the tree he's going to be in trouble. I'm sure I'll have to do that again this year. I mean for cripes sake, can he not see what I wear and carry or notice how I smell or look? But let there be a [I]video game[/I] or computer need, we don't go [I]without[/I], I promise you. Phew! Rant over... [/QUOTE]
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