Showing posts with label gifts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gifts. Show all posts

Thursday, May 21, 2009

A Letter

Dear Macy's,

You are crazy! You want me to register for 350 gifts for my 250 guests! That's nuts. Your breakdown is nothing short of hilarious.
Does my mom work for you? My future mother in law? C'mon, they put you up to this right? I don't think I could physically walk into my nyc one bedroom apt if I received 250 gifts, let alone 350. This wedding industry thing has clearly gone to your head. However, you have lovely plates...

hugs,
LB

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

me v. the knot

In a moment of insanity, I signed up for the knot.com and no amount of get-me-off-your-email-or-i-will has relieved me from their incessant anxiety inducing reminder emails.

Lazybride! You have nine months to go! Here's what you should do!

I. Have. Nine. Months. To. Go.

Apparently I have to
1. Finalize the Guest List
2. Pick out Floral Arrangements
3. Register for Gifts

1. We are still finalizing the guest list. In recent weeks, I have turned heartless, cutting once close friends who I just don't see anymore and at one time v. close work friends. With the justification that I haven't seen these people in months. However, one lives in London. So maybe if I send her an invitation she won't be able to make it...no! that's the kind of logic that got me into this mess. I sent my mother our guest list asking her to fill in our side of the family. Turns out I had completely forgotten a whole sect of my family in Chicago and some of my parents' friends. I'm not angry about the parents' friends thing, I like hanging out with old people and tend to see my parents' friends more than I see some of my own. They always compliment and feed me. What's not to like?

2. Hired a florist at the bidding of my sister (and every subsequent female) who gasped in horror when I mentioned doing my own flowers.

3. Registering...this was supposed to be the fun part, right? Well. It's not. It's tiring. Especially when your FH decides that he will spend the whole time in Bed Bath and Beyond pouting because I want china. Why would one need $2000 worth of fancy plates? I asked in response, why would one need $2000 worth of tv/video game equipment? Before he moved in, I was still in a long term relationship with my tv/vcr combo (the last one Best Buy sold in 2001). "Santa" left us a blue ray and surround sound speakers for christmas. no joke. The boy thought I would be excited opening up a blue ray box. I can barely tell the difference, but I do know that I am totally justified in my desire for fancy plates.

so there. screw you knot.com.

please don't scare me next month.

Monday, December 15, 2008

ho ho ho

FH doesn't read this blog (something that I'm sure I'll talk about with the therapist this week), so I feel free to share the triumphs and mostly failures of presents that I've gotten for him in the past.

1. Ipod - he called apple and returned it because it "is too expensive for just a regular old birthday and I have a shuffle"
2. Beer of the Month Club - I thought I really scored with this one, but he canceled it because "I don't have a doorman to receive the package and I don't want to look like a drunk at work" a common city problem, I have all my packages delivered to work b/c they won't leave them at the door...anyway, point is, he canceled it
3. Coldplay tickets - Bought them for the sentimental value, we re-met at a Coldplay concert and I thought he would really enjoy it. I think he secretly did enjoy it, but to this day says that I bought the tickets not for his birthday, but for myself.
4. Tennis racket - We had resolved to be more active. We played once between last christmas and this christmas. At least we played once.

So, what to do for Christmas? Buy that which he trys to steal from me, my aviator sunglasses. image via nordstrom

I'm sure he'll return them, but at this point, I know that my soul has recognized it's true match in another. Cuz I'm just as bad...

Sunday, December 14, 2008

pretty


these earrings could make good gifts...ah, etsy.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Bridal Party Gifts

I know it is way too early to be thinking about these things, but after my daily read of wedding blogs, I found some very interesting takes on wedding party gifts. I've only been a bridesmaid twice and both times was just happy to do whatever the bride told me because I was so happy to stand up for my sister and my close friend. I didn't care so much about the horrid dresses and the stupid sizes they made me order (that could not be taken in because of excessive ruching). The gifts I received reflected the tastes of those brides: a tiffany cross and a kate spade monogrammed bag.

So, if I were to follow that same vein, it would be something like this gem of a necklace from chookmook's shop on etsy:
It can be hand stamped with different words and I would have the words associate with my bridesmaids: Sister, Camp, Laugh, Friend or one word for all of them like: Heart. I would shy away from something silly and conventional like Love, but that would be nice too... you can barely make it out, but the necklace in the picture says Believe.

This is way in the future...or like 12 months away. While on a budget, I don't think that you have to give gifts, but I do think it is nice.

Sidenote: Groomsmen gifts always suck. For example, the massive (engraved) Cleveland Browns mug living in my apartment and taking up half of the glass space in my cupboard. Totally leaving that up to FH.