I got roses from the gas station one year!! They were some real beauts!!!! As i write this i am looking at the desk our phone sits on...it consists of 13 different sockets, a razor blade and some welding tips. Earlier in the day i had done some laundry. I have a drying rack which i use religiously and it was in use. I go down to the basement to fold another load and here is my "wonderful" husband SANDING a drawer right by my drying rack. I asked him "nicely" what the H he was doing? His response? Sanding. I proceeded to inform him that there were clean damp clothes right next to him and he just looks at me and says "oh". He claims hand sanding isnt THAT dusty. I am constantly picking up tools, nuts, bolts etc around this place and then he wonders why he cant find half his crap!!
My husband bought me a baking pan for Christmas, the kind you bake brownies in, which is pretty dull and domestic but would not have been impossible except that I opened the cupboard and pulled out (for him to see) not one, not two, but three new baking pans exactly the same as the one he just bought. He does dishes, he puts things away, he even ruins my brownie pans by baking chicken in them, how could he not know we have THREE new ones?
I need to give no commentary on this romantic gift . . . umbrella with a flashlight on the end of it.
My list of questionable gifts is long . . . I didn't marry my husband for the presents he gives me.
But my sons. God love them. They were so excited to give me a present they had picked out together when with their dad shopping. (need I say more). It was big and an odd shape. I open it up and it is a large (and I mean big) gold letter M. I look at it. My kids are big smiles . . . it's your initial, it's your initial. My name does not start with M. They call me Mama and I guess forget that only they do that. I proudly display my decorative metal gold M. I never said a word and gave BIG thank you's!
One year i had a gift under the tree, big and had fragile on it. I left it alone as i didnt want to break it. Xmas comes and i am handed this gift. I am careful to unwrap....I get it opened and here is a big pack of Northern toilet paper! When i first got with my husband the house toilet paper was the ultimate worst. I think it was 24 rolls for a 1.00 the way it felt. You spent the next 3 hrs picking out splinters from the plywood that was in the tp. It was so horrid and all i could think about was those poor kids(they were girls). I took over the tp buying and it was a huge hit with the kids and myself! We were no longer scared to go to the bathroom and could finally put away the tweezers!! He has always given me a bad time about the fine tp he provided claiming there was nothing wrong with it. I bet if i checked my bottom end i would still have those splinters and some left over asbestos lodged in my arse!!
A can of Lima beans....I hate them things!!