December 2018 all topic thread
#16
Those all sound like nice gifts that I'd appreciate, but my other half, meh, not so much. Hmmm, hobbies eh?
#18
My SO likes to go hiking, so anything related to that. She also mentions books she's interested in, & I try to keep my radar in for that. Occasionally, she will mention some sewing tool she's interested in; another option. We can throw in a dinner at Hazel's almost anytime for any occasion, so there is that too.
#19
My SO likes to go hiking, so anything related to that. She also mentions books she's interested in, & I try to keep my radar in for that. Occasionally, she will mention some sewing tool she's interested in; another option. We can throw in a dinner at Hazel's almost anytime for any occasion, so there is that too.
#20
My SIL likes to read books on her Kindle. If your wife has one, it's easy to buy downloadable books from Amazon. And if she doesn't have one, a Kindle might be a good gift.
Stewart
Stewart
#22
Looking for ideas for a Christmas gift for the wifey. She doesn't want jewelry. Forget clothing, that never ends well... Kitchen appliances are out. Nope on house cleaning implements. Trying to figure what would be a nice gift, something outside the box. If you guys wanna share any ideas with me, I'd appreciate them.
Maybe a "hot date". A night out in The City. Book a hotel room downtown. Get theater tickets for Best of Broadway. Make reservations for dinner at some romantic 5 Star spot owned by a celebrity chef. Dancing & bar hopping.
Look into a spa weekend for 2 in Calistoga. Make reservations at some cute bed & breakfast, and schedule in a few winery tours. All women love being pampered with the mud bath, massage, and happy ending.
If all else fails......a baseball cap & fanny pack with NASCAR logos should do the trick.
Don't take advice from me when it comes to women. My ex failed to appreciate Penn & Teller in Las Vegas, Barry Manilow @ The Shark Tank, and the time that I drove her down to Los Angeles for real Korean BBQ in Korea Town. She flipped out over me driving down Crenshaw into Compton. Literally covered her head and crawled down into the floor board to hide under the dash, because I was driving slow, pumping my fist out the window whenever the guys on the corner were making hand signs. It was like she didn't trust me when I said, "Don't worry Babe, I brought a gun."
#26
Happy Humpeth day Nor Cal! Getting closer to scooter day for me. The old electric wheelchair sold last Saturday, so i am hoping there are no delays in getting the new one. Think I'll call the pharmacy and see if they have any good news for me.
Jim
Jim
#28
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There is a Cat Lady in every neighborhood. Today, I met the Cat Lady in my neighborhood. Hood lifted, tailgate down as a work bench. I'm in a pair of greasy coveralls. Draining the transmission and exchanging the fluid via the cooling lines. This woman stops and starts telling me about how she "adopted" the street, and it's her "job" to pick up litter. Then she removes the backpack she is carrying, leans in close, opens the bag to show me her pet food. Close enough to get me in trouble with Human Resources if I were at work. I could smell her shampoo. Her hips were rubbing into my thigh. Twice a week, she feeds feral cats. Volunteers the information that she has never been married, and it's lonely without a man, so the feral cats keep her company.
5150 got an invitation to feed stray cats.
5150 may drink some Jim Jones Kool-Aid.
5150 may part his hair with a .38.
There is a Cat Lady in every neighborhood. Today, I met the Cat Lady in my neighborhood. Hood lifted, tailgate down as a work bench. I'm in a pair of greasy coveralls. Draining the transmission and exchanging the fluid via the cooling lines. This woman stops and starts telling me about how she "adopted" the street, and it's her "job" to pick up litter. Then she removes the backpack she is carrying, leans in close, opens the bag to show me her pet food. Close enough to get me in trouble with Human Resources if I were at work. I could smell her shampoo. Her hips were rubbing into my thigh. Twice a week, she feeds feral cats. Volunteers the information that she has never been married, and it's lonely without a man, so the feral cats keep her company.
5150 got an invitation to feed stray cats.
5150 may drink some Jim Jones Kool-Aid.
5150 may part his hair with a .38.