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

Monday, February 1, 2016

Floral Sex

A horrible ad has been popping up on my Pandora Radio lately, telling me, "This Valentine's Day, give your man a not-so-subtle hint: Tell him to order flowers from Such-and-Such Place."

Tell...TELL HIM?!

Wow, what a spontaneous and romantic gesture that'll be for me. Should I go select the exact bouquet I want and just send him a link, or does he at least get THAT much credit? Because OMG, men are SO clueless, amirite, ladies?!

I once had an ex tell me I "hint with a hammer," because I usually just say what I want, but I've never pulled THAT shit.

Jesus Christ, if Valentine's Day is that important to you, your Person should know to get your fucking flowers.

I like Valentine's Day. When in a relationship, I personally like to spend it at home with a movie, pizza, and nudity, because I've generally felt loved every day in my relationships and don't feel the need to make it such a Thing. (I am also cheap and lazy.) But still, I like love and celebrations thereof. I like flowers and hearts and pink crap and on-sale candy the next day.

But I hate the implication that all women are whoreticulturists and all men are inept.

...It's possible I have too many feelings about this.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

This holiday season, give the gift of kissing my ass.

During holiday seasons I love to torture myself by looking at those bullshit "for her" and "for him" gift recommendation lists.

For instance, BN.com recommends "for him" all this sweet Star Wars and Doctor Who stuff, Rodin "Thinker" bookends, and cool beer/gin kits. And "for her," a bunch of fucking candles and tote bags and tea sets, and what looks like every pink gift item they sell.

Kiss my dick, Barnes & Noble.

I will admit, I love candles and pink stuff. But I also like beer and gin, dammit, and I do, um, THINK, at least often enough to enjoy "Thinker" bookends. Plus I know tons of ladies who'd enjoy Star Wars/Doctor Who swag. Hmph.

Mad props to LivingSocial, though. Their "for her" gift guide has bourbon tastings, distillery tours, photography lessons, and race car experience packages. (And Brazilian waxes, but eh, it's still a good list of options. And, um... I'll just go ahead and add that wax to my cart along with the bourbon tasting. That's gonna be a weird day.)