Buying gifts for someone is usually fun for me. Buying SS's present for his birthday just now kinda felt like paying my electric bill.
I just know that he'll hate it. He wanted two things this year: a super-expensive wireless headset for his game system and a new controller. He asked her immenseness for the headset because he wanted the brand name (which is ridiculously expensive) and asked us for the controller. He's been going on and on about how he's so excited to get his headset. The controller has never been mentioned.
So I go on Amazon to save a little money on this stupid thing - got it for $20 less than I would have paid at wal-mart - but it still feels hollow. I don't want to give him this. He won't like it, I don't think he even wants it, and this was money we could have stuck into a card or better yet, put gas in the car. I didn't get to pick something out for him - he would hate anything he didn't pick out anyway.
Honestly, after this past Christmas when he told me that we would have a hell of a time "competing" with his mother with all the money she spent on him, I was done. I don't buy anyone.
What a brat. I would send
What a brat.
I would send back the controller and give him some socks. Seriously. Tell him sweetly, "Well, after Christmas when you said we couldn't compete with your mother's gifts, we thought about it and we decided you were probably right. But here's what we CAN give you: REAL parenting and warm feet. Happy Birthday!"
Hahaha! I so should since the
Hahaha! I so should since the socks he owns are black and crunchy... blleech!
The way I see it though, since DH is working and I'm in school, DH is getting the gift. I'm not giving him squat. This year when Christmas rolls around, I'm not doing the shopping like I did last time. DH can do it if he wants to keep trying to buy the kid. I'm completely done.
I shouldn't have done the online purchase but I knew that if I didn't, DH would get it at Wal-Mart and we'd be even more screwed.
Let's celebrate with a magic trick! Pick a number! Square it, divide it by the original number, take away the original number!
You've now arrived at the amount of fucks I give.
I hear you! LOTS of holiday
I hear you!
LOTS of holiday stress left me when I had DH do his own shopping for his ENTIRE family, not just the SDs.
I did it to save money - I'm
I did it to save money - I'm good at sifting through deals on Amazon, but DH would rather be lazy and buy from WalMart or GameStop. I knew if I did it, we'd have more money left. *Shrug*
Let's celebrate with a magic trick! Pick a number! Square it, divide it by the original number, take away the original number!
You've now arrived at the amount of fucks I give.
I won't buy for my skids
I won't buy for my skids anymore either. This decision comes on the heels of last Christmas as well.
My dad and step-mom went out of their way to try to find gifts that they thoughts the skids would really like. I mean, they didn't just get a gift card, like I told them to do. Instead, they wanted to get an actual GIFT. My step-mom bought SD a purse from the store Justice and my dad bought SS a really great hoodie (not cheap at all) with his favorite football team on it.
The skids weren't taught how to open gifts. Instead of opening a gift, admiring it (even if they don't like it), and immediately thanking the person who gave them the gift, they: Have a mad house frenzy of opening one gift after another -- without pause (Christmas morning took all of 15 minutes and then I got to listen to them bitch about being bored and bitch about what they didn't get). They look at the gifts that they don't like with open displeasure, toss it over their shoulders like it's trash, and then good luck getting them to actually thank anyone who gave them the gifts.
Well... that's how they treated the gifts that my dad and step-mom gave them. It took my DH a half-hour to get the to come over to personally thank my dad and step-mom for the gifts. And it was a no-eye-contact-flat-voiced, "Thanks."
I was mortified and my dad and step-mom were really hurt!!!
Never again will I purchase a gift for those entitled brats. Nor will I expect my parents to get them a gift either.
I don't cater to crazy.
Oh my gosh! I don't blame
Oh my gosh! I don't blame you! Use the money to get something really great for your dad and step-mom instead.
Let's celebrate with a magic trick! Pick a number! Square it, divide it by the original number, take away the original number!
You've now arrived at the amount of fucks I give.
I've recently come to that
I've recently come to that decision too. I spent a fair bit last xmas and didn't even get a card from them (so's fault not theirs really) it was ss9 bday on sunday and again I got him a little pressie and paid for food and drink for a bbq and not a single thank you.
sd13 birthday a couple of months ago and complained about what she DIDN'T get and how little money she got. I was not amused and made a sly comment.
was I really that rude and ignorant at their age? I think not!
not asking for a big fanfare just a thank you once in a while. when was the last time anybody did anything for me? eg poured me a glass of coke? made me dinner?