Howdy, Singles!!
As Christmas approaches... A few things come to mind. That Christmas sweater only your Grandma would wear (and even then, she might have hesitations.) The 8th pair of socks you've gotten that day... all in colors that clash with the clothes you normally wear (pastel argyle, anyone?) Books you'll never read (sorry, I'm not into country western extraterrestrial romances.)
And, most recently... Many of you know my various issues with sugar. I am a self-entitled "Sugar-Rexic." If I have sugar available to me in most any form (candy, cupcakes, ice cream... my inner addict isn't picky), I will pretty much compulsively eat nothing but those products until they are gone. My only way of coping is to try to keep almost all sweets out of the house.
So what does one of my best friends get me for Christmas??!!! I have now decided there are two kinds of friends--those who love you... and those who are trying to kill you!!! She very proudly handed me a box... and when I opened it, I discovered a three, YES, THREE, pound box of chocolates staring back at me. I've never even had a boyfriend who got me that big of a box of candy.
"Oh Kim," she said, "I'm sorry, but when I saw it, I just thought of you and had to get it for you!!" I asked her if she'd gone insane!!! To top that off, yet another friend got me a beautifully decorated container... of Dove milk chocolates.
*Sigh*. I will officially remember 2011 as "The Year My Friends Conspired to Kill Me." I LOVE my friends, but I need that chocolate like I need a hole in the head, antennae growing out of my forehead, or a third arm. All I can say is, if by some chance I receive a pair of skinny jeans for Christmas, I am in SERIOUS trouble. Managing to get even a toe into them could pose a definite challenge.
How about all of you? Tell us your stories about those gifts where, when you said, "Oh, you shouldn't have!", what you really meant was, "You REALLY shouldn't have!!"
As Christmas approaches... A few things come to mind. That Christmas sweater only your Grandma would wear (and even then, she might have hesitations.) The 8th pair of socks you've gotten that day... all in colors that clash with the clothes you normally wear (pastel argyle, anyone?) Books you'll never read (sorry, I'm not into country western extraterrestrial romances.)
And, most recently... Many of you know my various issues with sugar. I am a self-entitled "Sugar-Rexic." If I have sugar available to me in most any form (candy, cupcakes, ice cream... my inner addict isn't picky), I will pretty much compulsively eat nothing but those products until they are gone. My only way of coping is to try to keep almost all sweets out of the house.
So what does one of my best friends get me for Christmas??!!! I have now decided there are two kinds of friends--those who love you... and those who are trying to kill you!!! She very proudly handed me a box... and when I opened it, I discovered a three, YES, THREE, pound box of chocolates staring back at me. I've never even had a boyfriend who got me that big of a box of candy.
"Oh Kim," she said, "I'm sorry, but when I saw it, I just thought of you and had to get it for you!!" I asked her if she'd gone insane!!! To top that off, yet another friend got me a beautifully decorated container... of Dove milk chocolates.
*Sigh*. I will officially remember 2011 as "The Year My Friends Conspired to Kill Me." I LOVE my friends, but I need that chocolate like I need a hole in the head, antennae growing out of my forehead, or a third arm. All I can say is, if by some chance I receive a pair of skinny jeans for Christmas, I am in SERIOUS trouble. Managing to get even a toe into them could pose a definite challenge.
How about all of you? Tell us your stories about those gifts where, when you said, "Oh, you shouldn't have!", what you really meant was, "You REALLY shouldn't have!!"