This is what happens when your nickname is "Moose." You get lots of moose crap. Even if you don't like Moose. I blame the doctor who nicknamed him on delivery, but I know at some point I made the decision to perpetuate the name (which was fitting at the time). What did I do?
As a 30+ year old woman, I have finally outgrown the cat fetish I apparently once had (all of my gifts were of the feline type because I liked my real cat). And at some point I mentioned that I think giraffes are cool, and since then, my supposed preferred gift genre has changed to giraffes. Luckily this hasn't caught on to most relatives and friends, so I get cool giraffe stuff sprinkled here and there rather than 101 useless giraffe knick knacks. I don't have a cube at work anymore, so there is no place for the knick knacks to go!
Anyhow, I think I have somehow destined Moosie to a childhood of Moose stuffed animals. This CD looks cool though, so we'll listen to it on the way to Grandma and Grandpa's house, 'ey!?
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I LOVE shoes. I LOVE coffee. I make it abundantly clear.
But what do I get? Crap for the house. Or chocolate.
What am I doing wrong?
Be careful what you wish for! You will get lots of coffee wall art or shoe ornaments, but not the actual likeable, functional item! :)
It's like on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. They latch onto some little fact about a kid, like, he likes skateboards kinda. And when he gets back his entire room is skateboard themed. What's going to happen in 2 years when he hates skateboards? Or what about the fact that he only sorta likes them now?
--Nathan
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