tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post4614392988569748561..comments2024-03-27T03:05:39.115-07:00Comments on dottie angel: a 'dottie' give away...dottie angelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09935619132467255438noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-7072223261568327572008-10-06T07:10:00.000-07:002008-10-06T07:10:00.000-07:00My MIL too is a terrible gift giver. She only buy...My MIL too is a terrible gift giver. She only buys things on sale or at the dollar store. I am into scrapbooking, so for two years in a row she bought me photo boxes. Empty boxes, Merry Christmas. :( I've also received the rotating hair brush and a little pot thingy that heats water. (???) But the best (or would it be worst?) was at my wedding shower. I had registered and chosen at that time very neutral/light colors for our master bedroom. I had to open and pretend to enjoy a burgundy satin comforter set. Oh! And lest I forget - there was a bird t-shirt that was cut at the bottom into FRINGE. O_oAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-51314598171512684972008-10-05T04:52:00.000-07:002008-10-05T04:52:00.000-07:00I hate getting clothing gifts. They may not fit ri...I hate getting clothing gifts. They may not fit right or I just don't like them. Dad used to send me clothes, BLAH!!Treasuresofjoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11120383428445174012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-25016905138443456512008-10-05T04:31:00.000-07:002008-10-05T04:31:00.000-07:00I have the ongoing mother in law presents. As a v...I have the ongoing mother in law presents. As a very old fashioned Greek lady I'm sure she had very different ideas of the sort of daughters in law she would get. She started giving us old bits and bobs from her linen stash and while some of it is beautiful Greek traditional embroidery that I love, some of it is quite hideous other stuff she has picked up over the years ready to give to her son's wives. My two favourite worst ones would be the massive heavy burgundy velvet table cloth with fringes around the edge that would fit no table I possess and the even more spectacular white satin lacey bedspread with the blow up lacey cushion to match! The cat had heaps of fun with that! And everything is lovingly stored in moth balls so it comes smelling extra nice too. Bless her!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13839525522352061118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-6414558574413320002008-10-04T11:21:00.000-07:002008-10-04T11:21:00.000-07:00One year, for my birthday I got a card with a $20 ...One year, for my birthday I got a card with a $20 bill in it - from my husband. And then there was the Valentines Day's I got 2 new toilet seats. I know - I'm an ungrateful bitch. We are no longer married so now I get whatever I want. Spoiled brat that I am.mckie2https://www.blogger.com/profile/14318108408145193999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-82261077508359338232008-10-04T08:19:00.000-07:002008-10-04T08:19:00.000-07:00I've come over from Heidi's blog to see the miracl...I've come over from Heidi's blog to see the miracle gift, "the great Panini"! :-) I would have been happy with a Panini maker (althought they weren't making them when I got the gift of all loser gifts) the year that my husband bought me a garbage can. Yep, that's right - nice white can with a flip-top lid in a big box and wrapped up really pretty. I was sure it was the Dremo tablesaw that I had asked for so I could make miniature furniture. Whoa, imagine my not-so-pleasant look when I opened the box! He thought the whole thing was very funny and, granted he did give me a couple of other small gifts but what they were I don't remember. They were "eclipsed" by the thoughtfullness of the new garbage can. Guess what I got for Christmas the next year? That's right - the little table saw. :-) I've also received a TV for my birthday and a few other gems, but not all gifts were zingers - sometimes he really "hit the mark" so he gets an 8 out of 10 for gift-giving. And he will shop in foreign countries when he travels, although not here in the US. Go figure. Lovely blog you have!!!Sandi Linn Andersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15275591320281892830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-80863220670605165342008-10-04T05:51:00.000-07:002008-10-04T05:51:00.000-07:00Reading our blog and seeing the transformation of ...Reading our blog and seeing the transformation of the mossy shed is very inspirational. Keep posting pictures.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-49890520631174855622008-10-03T20:41:00.000-07:002008-10-03T20:41:00.000-07:00hmm, I always come back to the "rotato" (think app...hmm, I always come back to the "rotato" (think apple peeler, corer contraption but for a potato) that my dad gave me one year for Christmas. He is so dear, but I thought it was a gag gift and gave it back to him the next year.....BBBAAAAAAAAAADDDDDD idea! His feelings got hurt and I felt horrible!sewtakeahikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13787842449238535140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-84184394339895799462008-10-03T15:01:00.000-07:002008-10-03T15:01:00.000-07:00hi there! joing the fun, here's my post again, it...hi there! joing the fun, here's my post again, it may not of gone thru a few days ago : 0<BR/><BR/>A couple of years ago, for xmas my best friend gave me several packages of black panty hose. i wanted to cringe, but since i didn't want to hurt her feelings, i said thank you with a smile on my face. i realized from the packaging that the pantyhose was from the sixtys and probably belonged to her mom who passed away that year. she kept telling me..."gosh my mom was a pack rat..never threw anything away...you should've seen the plastic bags, cans of ajax"...etc. the thing is that i don't usually wear any hose and go bare legged. was it a moment of grief? i don't know. she's still my best friend and we've know each other since first grade.<BR/><BR/>ryan's momAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-64517391609129400232008-10-03T04:06:00.000-07:002008-10-03T04:06:00.000-07:00One Christmas my poor little brother got three co...One Christmas my poor little brother got three copies of The Guinness Book of Records from his unimaginative siblings... And a friend told me about his mum getting a ream of white typing paper from each of her three children one Christmas, after she'd got herself a new typewriter..!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07740472313427718134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-75495991574812350682008-10-02T18:34:00.000-07:002008-10-02T18:34:00.000-07:00In high school my aunt gave me a pair of earrings ...In high school my aunt gave me a pair of earrings (yes, it was the mid-80's) that were probably about two inches long, molded leather, shaped like women's faces. I can't even accurately describe them except to say that I can't imagine whose aesthetic they were designed for. God-awful.Violette Crumblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01625846501660563959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-83592031520763588672008-10-02T14:54:00.000-07:002008-10-02T14:54:00.000-07:00Well I bet the "gift makers" are not the problem i...Well I bet the "gift makers" are not the problem i have to accept it is me. I am a picky dresser so when they usually give me clothes I dont ware them. Another, my aunt would give me jewelry, yes it was ugly and yes it was also obviously used. I knew it because it had missing stones or the golden part was a bit rusted or maybe they were vintage and i never realized it :)Carmina Corazon: Desarmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09679871230315558230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-76758102800212913222008-10-02T12:27:00.000-07:002008-10-02T12:27:00.000-07:00oh I can't even compete with some of these :) thi...oh I can't even compete with some of these :) this has been a great read through! :)<BR/><BR/>My most recent was 2 years ago my husband bought me a toaster oven for my birthday. and then was shocked that I wasn't DELIGHTED. His thinking was that I'd said I wanted one. ...true. But "I'd like to get a toaster oven" is in the same category as "I'd like to paint the living room" or "we should organize the attic" :p~*Sarah*~https://www.blogger.com/profile/08876619627211367786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-35634485338262818742008-10-02T10:30:00.000-07:002008-10-02T10:30:00.000-07:00I have found friends!! I am loving all of these en...I have found friends!! I am loving all of these entries. Thank you Diane for telling Tif about me. And, thank you Tif for visiting me. I love your blog and will be back again. <BR/><BR/>And, yes, in addition to the 5-bottom plow that I just received for our 17th Wedding anniversary, I've also received tractors, cement, doors, windows, siding for gifts. Luckily my husband doesn't ever mind when I buy myself a gift!! And, Tif, I just turned 40 and got nothing, so I'm thinking the panini pan was a step up!Heidi Kaisandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01072960059265001804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-77969277915330471242008-10-02T09:43:00.000-07:002008-10-02T09:43:00.000-07:00first mitten is too bulgy now, have moved on to se...first mitten is too bulgy now, have moved on to second mitten...well done you lovely lot :)<BR/><BR/>diane, thanks for the link...have asked Heidi if she would like to have her name entered, she qualifies that's for sure :)<BR/><BR/>hope you are all having a lovely week, i am sharing lots of great moments with my pal and her lovely two year old...we are attempting 'anthropologie' this morning...dottie angelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09935619132467255438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-18940790597782964972008-10-02T05:27:00.000-07:002008-10-02T05:27:00.000-07:00Tiff, I don't know thid woman personally, but thin...Tiff, I don't know thid woman personally, but think she deserves an entry for your give away. See why here:<BR/>http://blog.heidikaisand.com/2008/09/29/the-key-to-success.aspxDianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09035433796631359696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-14459373997688932102008-10-01T23:11:00.000-07:002008-10-01T23:11:00.000-07:00A few years ago I got a stuffed cat. Nothing wrong...A few years ago I got a stuffed cat. Nothing wrong with that, you could think. But I have a very strong suspicion that the fur of the stuffed cat is actually from some other kind of animal. <BR/><BR/>And I'm very, very anti-fur and love animals. Needless to say, that stuffed cat has not seen the light of day at my house.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>Anne from FinlandAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-39430449354359264262008-10-01T15:32:00.000-07:002008-10-01T15:32:00.000-07:00My best friend gave me a tongue scraper for my bir...My best friend gave me a tongue scraper for my birthday one year! It is the more bizarre gift I have ever received xoJenny Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08800855154037917541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-66585294109250155262008-10-01T14:17:00.000-07:002008-10-01T14:17:00.000-07:00When I was about 20 years old, my grandmother, res...When I was about 20 years old, my grandmother, rest her heart, gave me a light purple, polar fleece bucket hat, the same style that TV's "Blossom" used to wear about 10 years before. <BR/><BR/>The kicker? It had a machine embroidered hound dog holding a heart on the brim.Geek+Nerdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18363067457633606939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-21509168468428526152008-10-01T13:50:00.000-07:002008-10-01T13:50:00.000-07:00My parents one year gave me a ring holder that was...My parents one year gave me a ring holder that was an elephant. You put the rings on his trunk that stuck straight up...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-54868103353893696542008-10-01T12:25:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:25:00.000-07:00Our first Christmas as a married couple my new Hus...Our first Christmas as a married couple my new Husband bought me a pair of blue and white stripy pajamas (the kind that old men wear in hospital!). Awful. I nearly cried, especially as I had been dropping hints about some beautiful underwear from Selfridges!! Oh, and the day after our wedding he bought me some oven dishes!!<BR/><BR/>Josephine<BR/>seasideparkys at tesco dot netAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-58703811126491539422008-10-01T11:52:00.000-07:002008-10-01T11:52:00.000-07:00Even as a 15 year old I had short fat legs; my wor...Even as a 15 year old I had short fat legs; my worst present was from my Grandmother in 1984 when, inspired by Wimbledon, she gave me baggy nylon knickers with stripes of scratchy lace across the behind.<BR/>Shewas no doubt equally disappointed to have a grandaughter who was not leggy or tennis-sy enough to look good serving in frilly knickers.<BR/>J<BR/>xJanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14576982065729973318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-78661707474603360012008-10-01T10:27:00.000-07:002008-10-01T10:27:00.000-07:00oooh, my mitten is bulgy :) i must move onto my ot...oooh, my mitten is bulgy :) i must move onto my other mitten...dottie angelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09935619132467255438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-73870826201258634942008-10-01T07:45:00.000-07:002008-10-01T07:45:00.000-07:00When I was pregnant with my first child and still ...When I was pregnant with my first child and still working - a fellow co-worker gave me "doll clothes" - for the baby to wear - they were like the Cabbage Patch sort, definitely not intended for a real baby to wear. She gave them to me at a shower at work, and even told me that she had found them at a garage sale. It was really wierd!RetroLeeTXhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09716913903018852648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-35097816071273056502008-10-01T07:13:00.000-07:002008-10-01T07:13:00.000-07:00My mother is Queen of the "freebies." If there is ...My mother is Queen of the "freebies." If there is a "buy one, get one free" offer, you know you'll get the free one. If there's a "free gift with purchase," the worthless gift is yours. She's given us free scissors that don't cut, free steak knives that don't cut, baby boom boxes that only picked up Spanish music stations, and free caps emblazoned with the logo of one dubious product or another. But the best (worst) were the shirts we each got one Christmas. They were huge, shapeless tees, "free" when she purchased a bottle of Jim Beam Bourbon. Considering the number of shirts doled out, she bought enough bourbon for quite a bender. I felt like a major enabler and could never bring myself to wear the shirt. It went straight to the rag bin!Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09035433796631359696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2698879802773566105.post-68124641545650038112008-10-01T02:09:00.000-07:002008-10-01T02:09:00.000-07:00My mum always put so much effort into her presents...My mum always put so much effort into her presents but there have been some serious mistakes over the years. I think the worst was a tooth polishing kit! Just perfect for an over self-conscious 17 year old.I still don't show my teeth when I smile for photos!Kristyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00594821266695081190noreply@blogger.com