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Let's get some SHOES!
Sep. 24th, 2007 08:59 amWent to my grandmother's yesterday for the duel birthday celebration - my birthday is on the 13th, and my mother's was yesterday (the 23rd), so since I reached my teens and stopped doing parental-organized birthday parties, we've tended to have a LOT of familial double celebrations.
I'm 23; my mother's 43. Happy birthday to us, I guess.
I gave my mother copies of Teach Yourself Visually Crocheting (if she figures it out, she can teach ME!) and Hollywood Knits Style. (Which has two pictures of Lisa Edelstein in it, wearing an example of the author's knitted halter top pattern! Startling.) She also got some sort of...bag? And I lost track at that point, because I was opening my own stuff. Heh.
I am obviously THAT person, the one that's impossible to buy for, because for years now all my "gifts" have come in envelope form (not that I'm complaining), and this year was no exception:
-$25 from my aunt. (In a card that instructed you to press the button to hear a message from "Marvo the Marvelous Talking Flea" or somesuch. It's not really a button, just a colored circle on the paper. Then, when you open the card, it says, "OOPS! Too hard! You squished him!" I LAUGHED HYSTERICALLY. It's so easy to amuse me, I swear.)
-$50 check from my grandmother.
-$40 gift certificate for Chapters from Aunt Dawn/Uncle Scott/Brennan (my cousin)
-A monster named Colin (too cute - his hands come out of his pockets, and his hoodie hood comes off) and a $40 gift certificate to Payless from my mother.
(Nothing from my sister, Nicole, but as I COMPLETELY forgot her birthday this year - caught up with work and school - that's fair.)
...I'm particularly psyched about that last. I have NO SHAME. I'M GOING TO HAVE MOAR SHUZ.
Me: *waving around Payless gift certificate in cheesy packaging featuring snuggling het couple, "Always the perfect fit," bleh* SHOOOESS!
Nicole: Shoes.
Me: Shoes.
Nicole: Shoes.
Me: OH.MI.GAWD, shoes.
Nicole: Let's get some shoes!
[Rest of family: ...Bzuh?]
Nicole: These shoes rule.
Me: These shoes suck.
Nicole: These shoes suck.
Both: THESE SHOES SUCK! *gigglefit*
...
Mom: Well, it's nice you two are interacting civilly for a change...
( Was that enough about shoes? ...I didn't think so )
I'm 23; my mother's 43. Happy birthday to us, I guess.
I gave my mother copies of Teach Yourself Visually Crocheting (if she figures it out, she can teach ME!) and Hollywood Knits Style. (Which has two pictures of Lisa Edelstein in it, wearing an example of the author's knitted halter top pattern! Startling.) She also got some sort of...bag? And I lost track at that point, because I was opening my own stuff. Heh.
I am obviously THAT person, the one that's impossible to buy for, because for years now all my "gifts" have come in envelope form (not that I'm complaining), and this year was no exception:
-$25 from my aunt. (In a card that instructed you to press the button to hear a message from "Marvo the Marvelous Talking Flea" or somesuch. It's not really a button, just a colored circle on the paper. Then, when you open the card, it says, "OOPS! Too hard! You squished him!" I LAUGHED HYSTERICALLY. It's so easy to amuse me, I swear.)
-$50 check from my grandmother.
-$40 gift certificate for Chapters from Aunt Dawn/Uncle Scott/Brennan (my cousin)
-A monster named Colin (too cute - his hands come out of his pockets, and his hoodie hood comes off) and a $40 gift certificate to Payless from my mother.
(Nothing from my sister, Nicole, but as I COMPLETELY forgot her birthday this year - caught up with work and school - that's fair.)
...I'm particularly psyched about that last. I have NO SHAME. I'M GOING TO HAVE MOAR SHUZ.
Me: *waving around Payless gift certificate in cheesy packaging featuring snuggling het couple, "Always the perfect fit," bleh* SHOOOESS!
Nicole: Shoes.
Me: Shoes.
Nicole: Shoes.
Me: OH.MI.GAWD, shoes.
Nicole: Let's get some shoes!
[Rest of family: ...Bzuh?]
Nicole: These shoes rule.
Me: These shoes suck.
Nicole: These shoes suck.
Both: THESE SHOES SUCK! *gigglefit*
...
Mom: Well, it's nice you two are interacting civilly for a change...
( Was that enough about shoes? ...I didn't think so )
