My worst gift ever…Many, many yrs ago my grandmother would give me “breif” style underwear (and I was 10ish). My brother would get the cool gifts from her, but nope…not me…freakin . See, im still mad at it…I do think she did try, but not hard enough!
My best gift EVER for christmas…my horse. My husband knew I fell in love with this horse at the barn (never rode the horse either), so he called the horse owner, worked out the details, purchased him for me and then lied to me to get me to the barn that nite only to find this beautilful horse standing in the was stall with a sign on him saying “Sharon, He’s yours”. I am still utterly speechless that he did this for me. And that was 3 yrs ago now. Every time I see my boy, I think of what an awesome husband I have to even think of doing something like that for me…Gotta love my man!! He’s the BEST! :D:D:D