Don’t even get me started. My husband’s family just gives bad gifts. One year we all got popcorn...no, not one of those tins with the flavored popcorn but a brown paper lunch bag. Yum, yum, stale, cold popcorn!
My MIL now only gives money to the grandkids and great-grandkids, and it is quite substantial but she forgets my oldest son. The funny thing is that he is the one who lives in the same town and helps her with all her honey-dos. It is odd.
In 37 yrs she’s given me 3 presents and borrowed them back within a week and I never got them back. We let the pretense drop many, many years ago.
Oh my goodness! That SUCKS!
You know what the biggest poo in the punch is? We have to say thank you and act all grateful. Mine makes a big fuss and won’t throw her gifts in with the rest of them. She holds onto them like they are gold and has to hand each one individually. Nothing but a huge ego trip for her.
I’ll lend you my James Marden disk. He’s so pretty and when he sings, the angels cry. So says my older daughter. It will make you feel better.