I learned an important lesson, years ago, about educating a partner in re: gifts.
Him: What kind of jewelry do you like and what colors?
Me: It's so awesome of you to ask! Well, I don't wear orange or yellow and I don't like expensive jewelry (I might lose it) or necklaces (I really only wear earrings) and, you know, heart shaped stuff isn't really for me. Wow. You are so awesome to ask!
The result: A heart shaped necklace with yellow amber on one side and orange amber on the other, from the Women's Museum, purchased for -gasp- more than $300 dollars.
He was genuinely flummoxed that I didn't like it, and I've never worn it.
Moral: I should have said what I DO like.
Moral: I should have said what I DO like.
He did remember the words you used. Just, you know, wrong.
Yikes.
It sounds like he heard it as "Well, I really like this stuff, but I can't admit I like it because that sounds greedy, so I'll say I don't like it." Or all the specifics got caught in the doggie portion of the brain and he forgot the negative words.
He did remember the words you used. Just, you know, wrong.
Yep. That's the point. I should have used the words that indicated what I really DO want. He might have had a chance to succeed.
Um, that's an ugly hoodie.
I came back for my hi(s) (how does one pluralize hi?) and squishes! Squishing back! Hi back!
I love jewelry and don't wear it much, but yesterday I wore my bunny necklace Katie made me. Reminded me why I don't wear jewelry much. Kara kept grabbing at it and asking why it wasn't hers.
Or all the specifics got caught in the doggie portion of the brain and he forgot the negative words.
Some neurolingists say exactly this...that the brain doesn't hear the 'not' words.
Some neurolingists say exactly this...that the brain doesn't hear the 'not' words.
That reminds me of a conversation I had with my dad a few weeks ago, when I was visiting. Dad: "I'm going to the grocery store -- do you need anything?" Me: "Yeah, rice milk. They only carry one brand, and I want the one that says 'Original' or 'Plain' or something like that -- it's the one that doesn't say 'Vanilla.' Got that?" Dad: "Right. Vanilla."
My In-Laws gave me this: [link] for Xmas, despite the fact that I have never worn a watch in the 18 years they have known me, I hate fake diamonds and have tiny hands, so the face is as big as my arm. Blue plastic and glitz, it's so me.
Okay, I was prepared to like that watch based on your description (except the diamonds, which I don't actually like, real or not) and it's fugly.
basking in the squishes
I'm waiting for someone to get home and check their front door for a package. The wait is driving me batty. What if they don't go home? What if the package isn't there? What if they don't like what's in it?
I'm basking in squishes on tenterhooks. Weird.
