It’s that time of year. Time to feel the pressure to give the perfect gift to the person you love. I have dated some really thoughtful guys, all of whom have managed to at some point give me something really thoughtful. Some of those same guys have also given me a serious case of bad-present face.
My mother buys me clothes for my birthday. I thank her and put them in the closet where they make a nice bed for the cat. It’s not that I’m ungrateful. It’s not that I don’t like new clothes. The problem is that my mother buys me clothes in extra large. I wear a size […]