Every year I ponder making up a list of things I DO NOT WANT and mailing it to my relatives. Then I just know they’d be offended and throw a fit or something and consider me an ingrateful little brat. Each year I find myself a wee bit closer to not caring, but never not-caring enough to actually make up the list.
This year, I’ll blog it. They probably won’t read it (most of them don’t even know I have a blog), but at least I’ll get to vent some aggravation.
1. Miniature figurines of cutesy-wootsie/super-deformed (in a non-Japanese way) and el-Cheapo Asian imports.
"Cutesy" has never been my style, ever. Even when I was a wee Syera watching Care Bears and Smurfs, my natural inclination leaned to something more closely resembling Peter Jackson’s elves’ tastes. Chances are high that if you find it sooooo cuuuuute, it will put me into hypoglycemic shock. It’s not that I don’t like cute per se; I like cute when it’s at a level that one would find actually find in nature. It’s that concentrated, unnatural cuteness that gets me.
Secondly, I don’t really have that much space for more clutter.
On the other hand, a shadow box (or something similar) to put the stuff I already have in would be awesome. Especially if it had a glass front to keep the dust (there is so much dust) out.
2. Bath/Shower Sets.
First off, I don’t bathe - I shower. Secondly… I don’t really use lotion that much. I use so little lotion that the bottles I was given for last Christmas are still sitting unopened in the bathroom.
I also don’t wear perfume, and I don’t really care for makeup. What I do like is Carmex. My lips dry out quite badly in the winter. I can has Carmex, plzkthx? Actually, it turns out Carmex is made with a lot of nasty toxins. (No, it STILL doen’t have glass in it.)
3. Gift cards/certificates
Many people consider money as a gift to be particularly tacky. However, retailers have managed to fool the majority of us into giving exactly that by selling the posher-sounding "gift certificate." In my opinion, gift certificates are the tackier of the two: they make sure the money is tied up at a specific store, rather than allowing the recipient to choose where they want to shop. Giving someone the freedom to pick their own gift kind of fails when the store you’ve lashed them to doesn’t actually have anything they really want in your card’s price range.
4. Art Stuff
Pretty much everyone in the family knows I’m inclined to pick up a pencil and start doodling something. What they don’t realize, however, is that I don’t really care for oil pastels, water colors, or markers. Most of my artistic time is spent drawing concept art for something that will be finalized on the computer.
Give me a set of decent mechanical pencils and/or a sketchbook and I’ll be happy. Really.
5. Puzzles/Board Games
Puzzles and board games may do it for some people, but generally speaking I have more interesting (and/or constructive) ways to fritter away my time.
Puzzles have two great flaws: the first is that they aren’t really practical in a world where five people compete for table space. The second is that I hate putting that much effort into something I’m just going to take apart again.
Board games have one great flaw: they get boring in a real hurry. They’re dreadfully repetative - after playing them a few times they tend to sink into the banality of preparing dinner, except preparing dinner is slightly more interesting. Another problem is that the potential players are usually too busy doing something more interesting and/or more constructive. Like reading Instructables or doing something with their rotary tools.
Welp, that should pretty much cover it. Maybe sometime I’ll get gutsy enough to tell the family. Or maybe I’ll have them read this blog. Maybe…