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Friday, December 17, 2010

On the 4th Day of Christmas....

Continuing on with my Christmas Memoirs..... 

Here's one I plucked from about circa 1988, I was in my very first
serious relationship and learned a valuable lesson about what
to ask your man for at Christmas. 

I was young, just out of school and working at my first job, my 
boyfriend was in the Army; tall, dark and very handsome! 
We started dating after my eighteenth birthday party where we 
had met for the first time, he was a friend of my sister. 
By the time we got to celebrate our first Christmas together we
were very much an item and completely least on 
the weekends, we lived about three hours apart so didn't get
to see each other during the week but would spend hours on the
phone. It was in one of those conversations that he asked 
what I would like for Christmas, I told him to surprise me! 

When I told my Mum about the conversation, she looked at me
with one of those looks only a mother can do, and told me
that I had made a big mistake. 
Whaaat?? What mistake, he was an awesome boyf and I was 
sure he'd get me something fabulous. 

Christmas came around, handsome boyf turns up with my 
gifts and I very excitedly began to slowly unwrap the 
first one which quite honestly I knew was an LP.. you can't 
disguise and LP no matter how hard you try. 
INXS, Kick, awesome... love INXS, how thoughtful... 
now what's in the big present???
I ripped off the paper to reveal the ugliest ceramic 
CAT you have ever seen, white with green plastic
eyes??????? WT absolute F??????

I thanked him politely and looked over at Mother with that 
all knowing look on her face. Instantly, in that very moment my
first lesson in dealing with the male of the species was learned, 
never give them carte blanch at Christmas, be very specific
in what you ask for. They do not have the gift gene, they just don't
get it... and ladies... if they do, they're gay! 

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!  
haven't taken any pics in ages so just rehashing this one to fill in and decorate
my post.... lame I know!!!!! 

1 comment:

Barb said...

I know what you mean. When I turned 40 my husband was out of town (out of town!). So he sent me a gift. Flannel pajamas with crosswords puzzles on them. Sure, I like to be warm (my b-day is in May and we were living in Ala-freakin-bama). And I like to do the crossword. But....