Christmas Gift Review
A few gifts really hit the mark this year. Oddly enough they were all from my brother and his lovely wife.
First of all, the 'Dirty Girl Ashtray'.
It's hard to explain how this ashtray works, but it held the attention of all male members of the family for quite some time with it's swinging legs.
Even Wee Maxwell considered changing his sexual orientation because of the hypnotic display of the Dirty Girl's swinging legs.
The Dirty Girl made our Christmas magical.
In the late 80's there was this 'Band', although I use the term loosely. They had quite a following of young girls and I was a young girl so I followed too. In my defense, I never started a website, nor did I send a fan letter and I didn't even feel comfortable enough to hang a poster in my room. Instead I secretly lusted after my favorite from a secret poster hung on the back wall of my closet, behind the clothes...where I could sneak a glance from time to time.
It was fine, until one day my brother found the poster and outted me as, literally, a closet New Kids On The Block fan. I was horrified and still am to this day. He outted me again this year by giving me this. An actual article about a New Kids Comeback...and yes, it is signed by all of them...even that guy who killed Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense.
There was a time in my life when this gift would have made me literally wet my pants and weep at the same time. Getting it this year just made me make this really stupid face.
As an aside, isn't this a terribly amusing oxymoron? 'Greatest' being the key word.
To make up for making fun of me with the NKOTB gift, my brother and his wife sent me here and I have my official New Year's resolution all ready now. Weekly, okay bi weekly massages. Rachel has the hands of an angel and this was the gift which nearly made me weep and wet my pants.
Is it your husband who likes the Tiki stuff? If not, ignore this.. if so, then here: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00008W6QS/qid=1073104429/br=2-2/ref=br_ts_slwth_th_2/104-0789888-6217569?v=glance&s=home-garden&n=1063278
Posted by: Anna | 2004.01.03 at 03:45 PM
(Holds hand up guiltily.)
Went to their concert. With a tshirt of theirs on. Covered in NKOTB buttons.
Posted by: The Sarcastic Journalist | 2004.01.03 at 08:25 PM
A friend of mine was completely crazy about them,jacket,fan mail,posters,the whole nine yards!!!You were not alone!
The massage sounds fanTABulous!!!
Posted by: Emily | 2004.01.03 at 10:49 PM
(Peeks out from behind SJ.)
Me, too. I had the sheets and curtains. And a sleeping bag. And posters everywhere. I was an NKOTB junkie.
Posted by: Jen | 2004.01.05 at 09:13 AM
omg! i am so glad to have grown up 5 years earlier! I mean POISON is so much cooler! oh yeah, and i had posters of ROBERT SMITH of the Cure all over my room. Sad what we kids do!
Posted by: alyssa | 2004.01.05 at 08:52 PM
nkotb was my first concert ever. oddly, it comes up often in conversation, and it's always humiliating.
Posted by: nicole | 2004.08.22 at 01:10 AM