[QUOTE=DressageGeek “Ribbon Ho”;2876855]
I was tempted the next year to get them a rectangular tablecloth, since their dining room table is oval, but I resisted.[/QUOTE]
:lol::lol::lol::lol:
A couple of years ago my mother bought me a little plastic pink diary from the Australian kids Horse show. It would be suitable for a 9-10 yr old horse mad girl.
I was 45!! I could not understand what she was thinking.
Worst present ever and was the straw that broke the camels back in a marriage was a cake baking book from darling husband.
Now I don’t even like cooking as a rule. Baking well thats a very evil word. He knew I hated cooking and did not bake so it was a ‘dig’ I did not think it was funny and the marriage ended not too long afterward.
From my Nana who thought I was 13 (I was 16 :rolleyes:).
A black velvet/plush/some kind of soft material dress (the top half) the bottom was this red material (with that icky scratchy fou fou stuff little girl’s dresses have underneath) that had yellow horse heads on it.
And she kept calling me Leslie (NOT my name - but then again she does have 61 grandkids at last count so I’ll forgive her a little…) and told me to put it on (guess what it didn’t fit).
Okay. I think I might win the worst present award. My wonderful husband has no idea what those very large 4 legged things are out in the backyard that I spend oh SOOOOO much time on. I would LOVE anything from Dover or LL beans but n-o-o-o he bought me Olive oil. Yes, that’s right 12 freakin BOTTLES of Olive oil. I got 7 bottles of olive oil in my stocking along with olive oil soap! Granted they where different flavored olive oil but still. So we move down to the livingroom to open presents. Guess what I got? I got a loverly holder with three more bottle in it and to top it all of he got me a BIG bottle of the stuff just in case I didn’t have enough. Well after 5 years I am finally down to my last and final bottle and I have never let him live it down. Now I make sure he knows what I want! one of sThe best present I ever got was a bag of oats when I was poor, owned horses and was going to college. At least my horses would eat.
I always got clothes that were irregular and not the right size (almost always too big) because they were on sale.
I’m pretty sure I’m guilty of giving my old trainer HER worst gift ever! I was about 12, and my mom thought this would be so great. I got her one of those baseball hats that says “Because I’m the trainer, that’s why.” on it.
I canNOT believe I actually gave her that. She never once wore it and I don’t blame her.
I’m pretty sure I made up for it in following years by giving Bath and Body Works products, tack shop gift cards, Gap gift cards, etc.
But oh lordy, that hat…
[QUOTE=lucky dog farm;2884884]
Okay. I think I might win the worst present award. My wonderful husband has no idea what those very large 4 legged things are out in the backyard that I spend oh SOOOOO much time on. I would LOVE anything from Dover or LL beans but n-o-o-o he bought me Olive oil. Yes, that’s right 12 freakin BOTTLES of Olive oil. I got 7 bottles of olive oil in my stocking along with olive oil soap! Granted they where different flavored olive oil but still. So we move down to the livingroom to open presents. Guess what I got? I got a loverly holder with three more bottle in it and to top it all of he got me a BIG bottle of the stuff just in case I didn’t have enough. Well after 5 years I am finally down to my last and final bottle and I have never let him live it down. Now I make sure he knows what I want! one of sThe best present I ever got was a bag of oats when I was poor, owned horses and was going to college. At least my horses would eat.[/QUOTE]
lol that is odd
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[QUOTE=lucky dog farm;2884884]
Okay. I think I might win the worst present award. My wonderful husband has no idea what those very large 4 legged things are out in the backyard that I spend oh SOOOOO much time on. I would LOVE anything from Dover or LL beans but n-o-o-o he bought me Olive oil. Yes, that’s right 12 freakin BOTTLES of Olive oil. I got 7 bottles of olive oil in my stocking along with olive oil soap! Granted they where different flavored olive oil but still. So we move down to the livingroom to open presents. Guess what I got? I got a loverly holder with three more bottle in it and to top it all of he got me a BIG bottle of the stuff just in case I didn’t have enough. Well after 5 years I am finally down to my last and final bottle and I have never let him live it down. Now I make sure he knows what I want! one of sThe best present I ever got was a bag of oats when I was poor, owned horses and was going to college. At least my horses would eat.[/QUOTE]
I didn’t realize they had an “olive oil of the month” club :lol:
Well, you could have given it to the horses.
Some of these have me practically crying over here with laughter. :lol:
I feel incredibly lucky that I have not received anything that can compare to these presents… Christmas is coming up though, so we shall see…
The biggest thing that gets me is that 90% of my extended family (Aunts, uncles, grandparents, etc.) cannot (or just do not bother to) spell my name correctly… I get Erica the most, followed by Ericka, but never Erika… I have decided that I need to choose my battles wisely, and this is not one worth pursuing.
Hey, there’s always this year …
Hahaha. This one time my Aunt and Uncle got me dead seahorses. No joke. They were all dried out and spiny and had eye-sockets and… ugh. Then they called explaining where they got them, and all about how seahorses work (they’re scientists), and UGHHHH. They thought I’d like them because they were seaHORSES. We threw them out pronto.
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OK so I admit that my parents are incredibly generous - and now we have a good system for gift giving: my mom asks for a list and buys me EXACTLY what I mark in the Dover catalog or whatever.
However about 10+ years ago I had just gotten a new horse and she thought she’d surprise me with something special. It was a nice thought, but unfortunately she had one of those “horse gift” catalogs. So she calls me up and says “how much does the pony weigh?”. Weird question. But I was excited because I thought I was getting a custom cooler or something. (Let me preface this by saying that my horse was kind of a fatty, but had a very delicate head.)
Turns out this catalog sized halters by weight. Huh? So on Xmas I unwrap a DRAFT SIZE black nylon halter with neon puffy paint carrots and apples all over it. It came with a matching flat nylon (think dog leash) lead rope. :eek:
It seriously was the ugliest thing I have ever seen - and I was in college at the time. I’m sure if I had been 8 I would have thought it was cool - even though it was 4 sizes too big!
That was the last horse item my mom ever bought me without asking first.
Funny story though - I gave the halter to a 10 year old in the barn because she had a big headed horse. That damn halter is still around today! She is all grown up now and recently pulled out the hideous thing because her good halter broke. I crack up every time I see it! :lol:
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See now, this just goes to show that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. I would have LOVED the olive oil gift! Never got anything as cool as that!
THE worst gift I ever got … I was dating a very wealthy man for awhile. He gave me his credit card numbers and told me to go online and buy myself something. Ugh! I am not exactly poor myself, so if I’d wanted to go online and buy myself something, I sure could have … and would not have had to put up with him to do it! That guy gave me a lot of very expensive stuff, but he was no good. Which also just goes to show that it really is the thought that counts, and don’t get carried away by someone who gives you cool gifts. I’d take an honest cowboy who gives me lots of olive oil any day!
Hey, now, that is something to think about … cowboys … olive oil …
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I was thinking olive oil for my mom, but KR I really don’t even want to think about going there!
Met a gal and she works at a olive oil store. It sounds pretty cool as that is all they sell and she invited me for a tasting. I’m thinkin maybe that would be a nice after lunch thing to do with my mom…she’ll have to find her own cowboy!
Just last month for my birthday my MIL got me a lovely jacket with horses on it… Its very nicely made, but not at ALL my taste. Doesnt even look like it would be warm… it looks kind of Navajo-blanket style with horses running across the chest. Feels like an itchy blanket, too, and isnt even lined on the inside. If I knew how to attach pictures, I would show it to everyone. Maybe someone out there would wear it… I’d be more than happy to give it to you! Its just not anything I could ever, ever see myself wearing.
Darling MIL has also given me a subscription (that magically renews EVERY YEAR) to Cooking Light AND a subscription to Prevention Magazine. She thinks Im fat! I think she ought to eat a steak once in a while!
This year I have asked multiple family members to give me a Dover (or other approved horsey store) gift card for Christmas. No more “do it yourself” horse gifts. That just never ends up right…
My dad gave me this LARGE decal made to put on a vehicle that said “100% cowgirl”. I had bought a new pickup a few months prior to Christmas and I ride, so therefore I must be a cowgirl…!!! Nevermind that I ride jumpers and dressage, and breed warmbloods.
To make it worse, he graciously applied this large decal that was style like an American flag on the rear window of my pickup. Now, I am soooo not the type to have large, tacky, gaudy stickers on my vehicle. He was so proud of it, I just couldn’t hurt his feelings So, everytime I left his house, I pulled over soon after leaving to peel the monstrosity off. Everytime I would return to visit I would stick it back on right before I pulled into his driveway. Eventually after being put on and off so many times, it quit sticking. Thank God.
I feel your pain. Happened with me as well. Its taken them 25 years to figure it out. I still get it spelled wrong. But mine is first and last name. Dad’s side (uncles, g-pa) butcher the first name, Mom’s side can’t spell either of them.
Oddest gift - “the quilt” yes, when its a family tradition you know its bad. Grandpa would go to the church and buy a quilt. They were usually hideous. Brother’s is burnt orange and brown. I have a teal, teal and red. They all are found in our trunks during winter. 
One year grandpa brought an odd shaped present. Can of oatmeal for the “hay burner”.
One year, we drew names at work and the girl who got my name kept telling me weeks in advance about how hard she was working on my present and how much I was going to looovve it (WARNING, WARNING). Gift exchange day finally arrived and she was practically giddy while I was opening it. She had started doing ceramics and yes, you probably know the rest of the story…approx. 18" tall, the horse is white with sparkles and astride it sits a beautiful American Indian angel complete with sparkly wings and long black sparkling hair. The creator of this beauty then began to go on and on and on about the special techniques she had used to achieve the overall sparkliness of her masterpiece.
Anyway, the fun part of this gift is I regifted it as a joke to my SO’s cousin and then she regifted it to another relative and so far it has not returned, but it ended up causing howls of laughter across the nation!!
[QUOTE=HFMini;2885498]
Hahaha. This one time my Aunt and Uncle got me dead seahorses. No joke. They were all dried out and spiny and had eye-sockets and… ugh. Then they called explaining where they got them, and all about how seahorses work (they’re scientists), and UGHHHH. They thought I’d like them because they were seaHORSES. We threw them out pronto.[/QUOTE]
I am a scientist and I promise you I would NEVER get anyone dead seahorses.
Although I would get my neice and newphew anything that would stain upholstery and carpets.
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