Oh god I had an anxiety attack just reading your story. I would legit panic and lock myself in the closet before I let anyone in like that! *shudders* I feel your pain, that is seriously f*cked.
Oh, yes the dreaded "you like this? Here's EVERYTHING WITH THAT ON IT" syndrome.
Worst: My parents have been divorced since before I was born, but randomly in my childhood my dad would want visitation (he lived, at times, between 1-8 hours away). One year the day after Christmas he brought me with him and his wife and my half-siblings to his sister's house. Everyone was given incredibly…
I just looked up Rigaud Candles...
HOLY SHIT BUCKETS BATMAN!!! Your SIL sounds like an overprivileged snot! $80.00 for a goddamn candle and she ROLLS HER EYES?! Lordy be what would it be like to turn ones nose up at a candle that costs 80 bucks.
The year is 1997. I'm 9 years old, opening presents with my huge, Catholic family, as always. It's time to open my last gift, a box from my parents. The whole family watches as I unwrap the box, open it, and reveal... a butterfly print training bra and matching underwear! I. Am. Mortified.
... wait, I need to know... how many toasters has she given you? O_O
Not really a gift I received (though I do have stories), but one Christmas after the family was done opening gifts in our usual rotation, there were still a bunch of presents under the tree that my narcissistic mother bought for herself, and wrapped. She then spent the next half hour opening presents from herself,…
My father's sister - my aunt - used to give my sister and I crap because she was jealous of/hated my mother for the myriad reason adult women resent or dislike each other. My parents were happily married, she was not, my sister and I were both healthy - her son was severely disabled, her mother got along with my…
Worst: an ex got me a bottle of tequila. Just a random bottle of tequila. Which he proceeded to drink on new year's eve and had to have his stomach pumped.
The material is just so sheer over her really detailed boobs. And the foot of tassel is just an added bonus
Me! Me! My MIL hates me and has never made a secret of this. In all fairness, she barely likes the son I married and makes a big show of that on Facebook. Anyway, one of the ways MIL expresses her dislike is to pretend I don't exist. Like, there are pictures of our wedding day at their house, but I, THE BRIDE, am not…
My best Christmas gift ever was a cross-country ski package. I had mentioned a couple times that I'd loved x-country skiing as a kid but I hadn't even considered asking for a package for Xmas because we were newly-weds and poor. Anyway, on Xmas morning, I opened the present under the tree and it was the boots. Mr.…
We might share moms. That's totally something my mom would do. Like the year she gave me work shoes... work shoes that were my old work shoes that I threw away because my feet were now too large for them. She dug them out of the trash, wrapped them, and was very confused as to why I wasn't overjoyed.
I have an uncommon name. You've probably all heard it but most have never met someone with my name. And I have a spelling that is very, very uncommon. And almost only used for men (and it's a phenomenally uncommon men's name).
My birthday is on Christmas.
And my worst wasn't so bad, I guess. Just odd and creepy. My mom gave me what was called a Jelly Belly Dispenser but was really a giant statue of the Jelly Belly mascot with a tiny compartment for jelly beans. Like it barely fit a tiny bag of them. Also when you lifted his head back (creepy), he would run through a…
Worst:
I love my grandma beyond words. But she considers herself crafty. She's not. Well, she is but not conventionally
Ohh, yah, my grandma went through a phase of painting confusing things on other confusing things. She painted us sweatshirts and calendars and the like with an image that I think was supposed to be a couple of little Native American girls, but they were all wonky and looked more like ghosts from Korean horror movies.…