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snort OMG. Easy peasy. Somber and morose? Horn hoobies are droopy. Irate? They’re laid flat against their heads. ;)[/QUOTE]
Ah, so their body/facial language mimics that of a chestnut mare…
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snort OMG. Easy peasy. Somber and morose? Horn hoobies are droopy. Irate? They’re laid flat against their heads. ;)[/QUOTE]
Ah, so their body/facial language mimics that of a chestnut mare…
Maybe VB can make saddle pads.
Then there could be a chapter of “Happy Snails Goes To A Horse Show”
followed by
“Happy Snails Gets Laughed Out Of A Horse Show”
omg it actually exists.
http://wellsuitedapparel.com/TreasureChest.aspx
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Maybe VB can make saddle pads.
Then there could be a chapter of “Happy Snails Goes To A Horse Show”
followed by
“Happy Snails Gets Laughed Out Of A Horse Show”
omg it actually exists.
http://wellsuitedapparel.com/TreasureChest.aspx
scroll down halfway[/QUOTE]
ahem. I do. LOL, the pads on that site are mine, too. To my knowledge, no one else makes VB saddle pads.
I would DIE if I got a saddle pad with VB on it. My SO is looking at some unique saddle pads to order me. He thinks that my riding is a great stress relief. Also knows that I am less crabbie if I have horse time.
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My worst Horsey Christmas present is that I NEVER get anything horsey. Kitchen stuff, ugly clothes, jewelry (and I don’t wear jewelry) and stuff I never use. ([/QUOTE]
Oh no, I can go you one better than that - every year I would ask my family to get me horsey items or at least clothes I could wear to the barn. The worst year is when I got box after box of stuff I couldn’t - wouldn’t - even wear to work. Fluffy pink sweaters, silk charmeuse “Hammer-pants,” chiffon tunics to be worn over lacy or silk camisoles (hey, it was the eighties!!!) I think the one item that made me absolutely horrified was the oversized with ginormous shoulder pads peach angora cowl neck sweater. I tried it on and I looked like a pinhead sticking out of a giant turtle shell.
They still try to pretend my love of horses is just a passing “thing” that I will “grow out of.” Oh, well they also like to pretend that I cook and adore foreign films as well. LOL!!!
Well this really still isn’t a bad gift, but it made me laugh. One of my SO’s guitar students gave him a $30 Starbucks gift card. Or at least the little envelope had $30 written on it. SO gave it to me since he really isn’t a Starbucks person. While finishing Christmas shopping last night I decided to swing by Starbucks. My purchase was $4.58 and my receipt shows $11.85 left on the card. So the giver spent $13.57 of the original gift card.
Like I said, still not bad because I still get $16.43 of Starbucks out of it, it just struck me funny. I’ve re-gifted gift cards before, but I’ve never used them first!
I guess this was a horse related gift. although it could be alpaca related as well…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/72777514@N04/6567097911/
It was purchased at a JC Penny outlet – I saw it there later that year.
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I would DIE if I got a saddle pad with VB on it. My SO is looking at some unique saddle pads to order me. He thinks that my riding is a great stress relief. Also knows that I am less crabbie if I have horse time.[/QUOTE]
Good die or bad die? If it’s a good die, PM me :).
Actually I like certain VB stuff, so I wasn’t making fun - of course, if you showed up at a show I’m pretty sure you’d get laughed off the place. lol
I found this website, it will either confirm that people have no idea what a good present is, or make you thankful for your own crap gifts.
http://whydidyoubuymethat.com/
Today I received
a $50.00 gift card for Victoria’s Secret. From my SO, who I have been with for 21 years.
I’m 52 yr. old and fat. What isn’t fat is wrinkled. There isn’t anything in that store in my size. Not. One. Single. Thing.
Three years ago I bought a couple of bottles of lotion from there, somehow that has translated into “you shop in there all the time”.
Why not Barnes and Noble (I’d like to buy myself an e-reader), Amazon.com, Dover, Acme, even Wawa I could have used, but no somehow I wind up with a card from VS.
I’m sure this sounds shallow, he!! it is shallow, but really after 21 years have you ever seen me wearing anything from there?!! Ever??
Anyone have a boring & practical card they want to swap for a fun frivolous one?
Not my gift…but a friend’s children received slippers from their grandmother (his mother). Not new slippers, but used, from grandmother’s trip on the Concord to Europe. They wrote thank you letters, she sent them back, with the grammar corrected.
Nice.
Thought my MIL was bad until then.
One year my mother, who never saw a markdown she didn’t like, bought my husband a sale shirt (she didn’t notice there were no buttonholes) and my brother boxers. Boxers were fine until he had to use the men’s and discovered the fly was sewn shut.
You CAN swap gift cards, and also cash them in… you might lose a little but at least you can get what you want, and not waste it on a years supply of Love Spell.
OMG! This reminds me of when my sister was getting married and they asked for money to build a barn instead of wedding gifts…No way in hell was I funding someone else’s barn until I had my own…I ended up getting her a gift card to the local feed store as a wedding gift…
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This is the worst xmas present ever requested…
Let me preface this by saying I love my sister, I just don’t understand her. She’s getting married next October and the wedding planning has taken on a life of its own, complete with her waking up in tears because she dreamed that the wedding flowers weren’t perfect. Not being a girly girl, my reaction to all this angst is huh?
So I get her emailed xmas wish list a few days ago. Her requests were body lotion, hair clips…and money, because she will have a lot of expenses with the wedding. Oh, and because she’d like to buy new bedroom furniture for when she and her fiance move into their own apartment this spring. So it’s not enough that I shell out the money for a bridesmaid’s dress, a wedding gift, and a plane ticket home. I’m supposed to help fund the blessed event too. Not that I will–I’m thinking more along the lines of a gift set from Bath&BodyWorks.
At least I’m getting her something that is actually on the list. I highly suspect that even though I made a wish list (with a range of prices), I won’t get anything on my list. Not even money for the “New Saddle for Pixie” fund.
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These are keeping me in stitches, making a pretty stinky Christmas more bearable.
I come from a large family & when my oldest sister had her daughter, she resented having to buy gifts for all of us from her daughter, so she instituted a process where we would “draw a name” from a hat and that was the person we would buy a gift for, in the value of about $75. Anyhow, she drew my name and I ended up getting a box of re-gifted nick nacks and stuff, to include an outdated cheese/crackers/pepperoni set. To ad insult to injury, she and my other sisters continued to exchange gifts with one another directly. So she set up this situation so she would only have to gift those she wanted to gift and then screwed the person she got in the draw (me). At that point I bowed out of gifting with any of them, although I have given generously to all the nieces and nephews (8 of them) , but this was the last year as not one of them called me, emailed me, texted me or sent a gift or card. I just give up and will give to charity in their names for the future.
I can top everyones worst Christmas gift. A few days ago my 44 year old, older brother (who I adored my entire childhood even though we have nothing in common) gave me a copy of my dad’s living trust that he had his attorney draw up and my elderly father sign. The trust states that my dad’s assets will be divided 50/50 between my brother and I when my dad passes away, sounds fair right? Here’s the catch, my brother becomes the trustee of the estate and has COMPLETE control of my assets. So essentially I get absolutely nothing. Top that off with my brother telling me (in writing) that I am required to get rid of all my pets except two small dogs or a cat and a small dog (no I am not a horder. We have a toy poodle, a chihuahua, a corgi, 2 cats, a chinchilla, and a parakeet) AND the horses because with what I make owning them is irresponsible and a bad example for my teenage daughter… Merry f-ing Christmas to me.
OMG Michelle, that absolutely SUCKS. I am so sorry!!!
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OMG Michelle, that absolutely SUCKS. I am so sorry!!![/QUOTE]
Thanks, that helps. After the shock wore off I went and talked to my dad, who’s health isn’t good but he’s still pretty with it most days, and he confirmed that no my brother is not suppose to have control of my assets, it’s supposed to be 50/50 with no strings attached. He’s sure my brother didn’t MEAN to have it written that way and that it’s just a missunderstanding that we’ll have fixed. I’ll humor my dad about my brother because I don’t want to upset my dad but there’s no way any of this was a missunderstanding. I’m going to have MY attorney look over all my dad’s papers because at this point I don’t believe that my brother is looking out for anyone but himself.
This happened to me, with an ex Try $100. A total WTF moment. I ended up going to one of the bigger stores (Michigan Avenue in Chicago) and was able to find some really frumpy nightgowns. Win. The husband gave me a Kindle gift card. Yay, I made a good choice!
I never get anything horsey My in laws gave me a bunch of lotion for my hands and feet “since you’re outside at the barn.” At least they noticed!
Well, my mother tried again this year.
On the one hand, she got me the Breyer holiday ornament. Yay!
On the other, she got me something from the Limoges factory when she and my dad took a trip to France earlier this year. She swore up and down and left and right that it was a horse. (It… er… It’s a donkey, mom.)
It’s also ugly as sin, OMG. As she explained the process, they kind of let the clay determine the exact final form - and this one looks like a four-year-old came along after the professionals left the room and “helped”…