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AdakAK

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I have asked for an elephant every year since I have been 4.

That reminds me of the 'I want a hippopotamus for Christmas' song.  I hope you get your elephant this year.  He can live in the 2 car garage!   ;)

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My mom gets stuck on the same item.  Four years ago I mentioned that I wanted a small set of plastic storage drawers on wheels for my craft supplies - simple, not too expensive.  I have gotten some sort of storage drawers (plastic, wood, etc.) from her for each of the last four years.  The first one is getting full now, so I will break out #2 from storage.  I guess she figures  well.... she liked that last year, so I'll get her another one!

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A pink sweater.  For years, my husband would ask me what I wanted for Christmas, and I would always say a pink sweater.  He would always act like that was a bad idea.  I have no idea why, I look good in pink, and you can get a nice sweater for under $30 ???

Never got the darn pink sweater...

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My mom has wanted fishnet stockings for Christmas for years, but Bigfoot and I just don't feel comfortable going into a store and saying, "Hi, I'd like a pair of fishnet stockings for my 56-year-old mother," and I don't know if my dad would know where to look, because he really isn't wild about shopping.  Oh, and whenever anyone asks my dad what he wants for Christmas/birthday/Father's Day, he always says "Peace on Earth, or if that's not possible, peace on Starvingartist Street, or at the VERY least, at 123 Starvingartist Street."  Needless to say, nobody has been able to make that happen (no, we haven't even been able to manage peace in our own house, that pipe dream usually goes out the window as soon as it's time to put the tree in its stand, and if I hadn't come up with the idea of rolling each strand of Christmas lights separately and putting them into individual bags, then we'd probably have bloodshed, lol).  So, that's just the way things go at our house--no fishnet stockings for my mom, and no peace for my dad. 

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My mom has wanted fishnet stockings for Christmas for years, but Bigfoot and I just don't feel comfortable going into a store and saying, "Hi, I'd like a pair of fishnet stockings for my 56-year-old mother," and I don't know if my dad would know where to look, because he really isn't wild about shopping. 

Psst-look online and then send your Dad a link.  That's what I do. 


I want a Toy Pomeranian.  I grew up with one and I want one again.  DH wants a Husky.  We live in a townhouse with two wonderful doglets so we aren't getting any more dogs anytime soon (no yard).  But that doesn't stop me from asking for one every year. 

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I have asked for an elephant every year since I have been 4.

That reminds me of the 'I want a hippopotamus for Christmas' song.  I hope you get your elephant this year.  He can live in the 2 car garage!   ;)

That is my FAVORITE Christmas song!  My favorite line is "Momma says a hippo would eat me up but then Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian!"

I keep expecting to get a stuffed hippo one year, since my dad always teases me about that song.

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I would like Bumble Slippers. (The Bumble is the Abominable Snowman from the Rudolph movie.) Every year I get slippers....but never Bumble slippers.

I would like a nice reading light that has a bulb & battery that lasts more that 2 hours. If that is not feasible, then I would at least like one that has a fairly normal bulb, not an extremely obscure one so that it can practically never be replaced.

I would like a large cast iron skillet.

Those are my three things that I have wanted for years. The really sad thing is that it is my own parents & family who refer to them like that. You can practically hear the capital letters and quotations marks when they joke about them. "The Coveted Three." Part of me wants to say...ok, so it's funny that I want that stuff, you know I want it, you ask me every year what I want and I always mention one of those. But apparently it would spoil the joke if I actually get any of them. After all, the running joke is more important than giving me something I would like and use.
/end bitterness. Sorry

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I have asked for an elephant every year since I have been 4. When I was 4, I wanted an actual elephant-OK, no suprise that I haven;t gooten it. Since I have been 6, I have asked for a stuffed elephant. in the 22 christmasses sincethen, each of my kids has gotten a stuffed elephant. Other people have gotten elephant figurines or elephant themed jewelry. I have gotten monkeys, cats, dogs, an alligator, but no elephant. This year, instead of having a 23rd elephant free year, I asked for a tree monkey...watch, I'll get the elephant.

I would not have obsessed over it as much if someone had mentioned the elephant on the wishlist, but nope! When my boys each got one, I commented on how great they were, and that I wanted one, O got an almost universal response of "You did?!" Hubby knows not to buy me one, because this is between me and my mom and my mom's family. I am the only person who has had a reasonable item on a list for more than 3 years without getting it.

When I was in high school, I was dating a rather... interesting fellow around the holidays. I asked him what he wanted for Christmas. He was a wiseguy, and told me that he wanted an elephant. I replied with "You want a what?!?" and he repeated it, said that he wanted a pink one.

I KNEW that pink ones existed, as I had one when I was little. I couldn't find it anywhere, so I searched EVERY store I could think of. I went to every toy store in the area, and finally found one that was light purple. I bought it, hoping that it would work in a pinch. Two days before Christmas, my parents had to go to Service Merchandise for something. I was bored, and started wandering the store. What did I find? A hot pink elephant! Identical to the purple one I had at home! I bought it, and gave it to him for Christmas that year... at school. :D I was evil. He carried it around with him all day too... It was quite a sight to see, as he was 6' tall, super pale skin, bright red hair... carrying a hot pink stuffed elephant, that was the size of a pillow. I wonder if he still has it... I'll have to ask the next time I see him. :)

I ended up giving the purple one to my cousin's son for his birthday a few months later, as he loved to watch Dumbo. He carried Ellie the Elephant with him EVERYWHERE for over two years. :)

Sorry, your story just reminded me of that quest.

(C) Get Fuzzy 5.13.07



 


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A few years ago I was given one of those country style wooden calendar frames.  I quite like it in the kitchen.  I especially like woodland creature themed calendars.  But I never ever get one.  My kids, who bought me the frame, never buy me a calendar for it.  I ask every year.  Every year I don't get one.  Then I have an empty frame for January and have to scour the stores looking for the right size - all the good ones were already bought either before Xmas or on Boxing day sales (which I refuse to do as I hate crowds).
Maybe this year - sigh.
I really like wolves. I really hate the cutesy country pictures that I got stuck with for the past year.

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My mom has wanted fishnet stockings for Christmas for years, but Bigfoot and I just don't feel comfortable going into a store and saying, "Hi, I'd like a pair of fishnet stockings for my 56-year-old mother," and I don't know if my dad would know where to look, because he really isn't wild about shopping.

If it's explaining who they're for that squicks you out, then just don't tell the staff. :)

If it's just the very thought of going in and making the purchase yourself that's making you feel uncomfortable, then grab a handy Goth on campus and bribe them to pick a pair up for you. ;D ;)

(May be a little biased here, as DF was kind enough to go and purchase neon orange fishnet tights for me when I was unable to reach the shop in time owing to being stuck at work. [They were for a costume, OK?! ;)])