Let me start straight away with a disclaimer: this isn’t a proper listicle. I’m sorry, I’m not a huge fan of people linking up to the listicle and then not actually doing one, so, Stasha, forgive me. The reason why this isn’t a real listicle is because I rarely get bad presents, be it because I convey my desires through every communication device at my disposal, short of smoke signals, or because the husband is very good at both divining what I would like and passing it on to others. There have even been times when I’ve received presents from
him that I didn’t know I wanted but that I ended up loving, like these glasses:
Etched Baccarat crystal liquor glasses. Worth like a decent piece of jewelry, and yet I don’t regret them not being jewelry.
Or the year he got me a bread maker for my birthday, despite the ban on household appliances as gifts, and I made bread every day for two months straight (though predictably, the bread maker is now in the basement gathering dust). But there is one exception, which still baffles me to this day:
Yes, it’s a ceramic mini cooper painted to look like it’s wet and muddy. Apparently, it was part of a limited series made by serious artists but I can’t be sure cause I wasn’t
listening when he was explaining it to me as I was busy shrieking “Oh no he didn’t!!!!!” in my head. Just to be clear, and so this makes a little more sense, I used to drive a mini cooper at the time. Still. Terrible present, am I right?? So it’s not a listicle,
because I don’t have ten items, but it is pertinent to the subject, so I say it counts. Also, please don’t hate me cause I don’t get bad presents, I may actually get bad presents by anyone else’s standards, I just like getting presents so much that they all look good to me. Except for that stupid ceramic car, and really, who could blame me?!
p.s. for pictures of whom I believe will become a new, sought after, character on this blog: hot ski instructor see Saturday’s post p.p.s tomorrow my thoughts on the Pope’s resignation. Yes, the Pope is resigning. He can do that. We think… though it hasn’t been done since the 1200’s, or something like that.
The Bonny Bard 
I’m guilty this week also – no list of ten things. I hope I’m forgiven. I think those glasses are pretty! I try to buy my own household appliances. I bought my own Kitchen-Aide stand mixer one year for Mother’s Day. 😉 I’ll be back to see that photo. Enjoy your bit of quiet time.
I’m totally coveting the kitchen aid mixer… I keep overworking my sturdy oster stand mixer hoping to burn the motor or something but it’s just too darn sturdy!!
ThAT was a fun post! i get good gifts too just like you even ones I didn’t know i would love. I DO like the car because he put thought into it. That is sweet! Gifts are fun no matter when or what. A gift that is thoughtful makes me smile:)
I know! Which is why it’s still in hte house. But the thoughtfulness makes it almost worse, I mean, how bitchy am I that I hate it even though he made all that effort?!?!
Totally counts. That gift is Awful. Might be the worst I have seen yet. Erin
So it’s the BEST worst present ever?!
That gift is bad enough I think it should count as ten. I’m kind of impressed
He tends to do everything well, even choosing crappy presents!
I agree with Paul – that car counts for ten bad presents!
Thankfully he only comes up with a bad present ones in a blue moon so I can’t complain too much!
You obviously have the worst husband ever. As long as you ignore those fabulous glasses.
Well of course! I mean selective memory is the basis of all marriages, I choose to only dwell on the crappy presents!
I don’t get bad gifts; I just don’t really get any gifts at all, so I totally broke with the theme today.
Love those glasses! 🙂
Why would we be mad cause you get great gifts? And just think: that mini might end up in Louvre one day!
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