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My dad surprised me yesterday with my birthday gift - a leather jacket! I had asked for one, and after showing him a few pictures, expected we'd go to the mall and I'd pick one out. I was really excited, because no one ever buys me gifts. For the longest time presents have been an opportunity for me to ask for something I wanted but wouldn't necessarily buy for myself, like boots, or a camera, or something kind of expensive. While I've liked everything I've received (I've picked it out of course) it doesn't exactly feel "gifty". Even my grandparents have resorted to giving me money - not the same as someone spending time, thinking of you, figuring you what you might like.
Thats why it was such a great surprise to get a jacket from my dad, a jacket I didn't pick out! The only issue is I can't tell whether or not I like it because I like it or if I like it because it's a gift. I think I might ask for the receipt so that I can go to the store, check out all the other jackets, and make my mind up for myself. No, that isn't gifty anymore, but this is a big gift and I'd hate to have this expensive jacket that I stop liking.
Also, thank you to captivate me for this lovely award. It means to much to me to get all of this support as a new blog. All of your comments are equally meaningful to me. Thank you so much for anyone who takes time to read my humble little blog.