tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post1504460121620202138..comments2023-11-02T05:07:44.211-07:00Comments on Books, Boys, Buzz...: What's the strangest gift you ever got?Young Adult Authorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093024348425287064noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-37621365322894067652008-12-07T10:39:00.000-08:002008-12-07T10:39:00.000-08:00Ok, as someone who actually had moose antlers on t...Ok, as someone who actually had moose antlers on the outside of her one-time dwelling and stared down the massive stuffed heads while working at Alaskan lodges, I can say that those stuffed animal heads are... cute. Darn it. I'm not for hunting (unless it's truly to feed a family and not for sport) but the trophies really made me go ugh.<BR/><BR/>The weirdest gift I ever got was a toilet for Valentine's Day. And yes, I asked for it. ;)Heather Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11010941540615940287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-53050833599295924642008-12-05T17:27:00.001-08:002008-12-05T17:27:00.001-08:00Thanks for the comments, everyone! I think Marley ...Thanks for the comments, everyone! I think Marley gets the prize for strangest gift! ;) <BR/>Chuck, my youngest could destroy any "indestructable" toy. <BR/>PS- I told Rocco to stand down. :)stephhalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-10638083607215425542008-12-05T17:27:00.000-08:002008-12-05T17:27:00.000-08:00Thanks for the comments, everyone! I think Marley ...Thanks for the comments, everyone! I think Marley gets the prize for strangest gift! ;) <BR/>Chuck, my youngest could destroy any "indestructable" toy. <BR/>PS- I told Rocco to stand down. :)stephhalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-54960976751798086842008-12-05T13:51:00.000-08:002008-12-05T13:51:00.000-08:00Now that I've sent the comment, I see that I didn'...Now that I've sent the comment, I see that I didn't answer the question that Steph posed. (Hey, it's hard to think straight with the threat of Rocco breathing down your neck!)<BR/><BR/>I didn't give or recieve this gift, but I was witness to it. One of my wife's sibling had had had a partiularly "naughty" year, and when it came time open gifts on Chritmas morning we all had wonderful gifts and the naughty sibling got a pair of socks. Period! The rest of the day was a bit...awkward!The Golfing Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11412569338660616260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-12683770445928392472008-12-05T13:41:00.000-08:002008-12-05T13:41:00.000-08:00Steph threatened to send "Rocco" over to my librar...Steph threatened to send "Rocco" over to my library to do some work on my kneecaps if I didn't comment on her blog. I had no idea Steph had so many "facets", shall we say!<BR/><BR/>When I was 4, my parents gave me a big, WWII era Tonka Jeep. On the box, it said that it was guaraunteed indestructible for children under 5 yrs old. Can you guess where this is going? By the time Christmas dinner came around, I had all 4 wheels off, the steering wheel was off, the fold down windsheild was some where in the backyard, anf the two bumbers were later found in the fireplace. Man did I have fun with that one!!!The Golfing Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11412569338660616260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-26815014148188391512008-12-05T13:28:00.000-08:002008-12-05T13:28:00.000-08:00The weirdest gift I've ever gotten was from my bes...The weirdest gift I've ever gotten was from my best friend on my birthday. It was a huge, three inch thick medical textbook. Even the title was meaningless to me. Clinical Diagnosis and Management by Laboratory Methods. I am not kidding. And it was boring, scuffed, and gray. Well, until I opened it, that is. The book was hollowed out and there was a pile of mini gifts inside. So I have the little gifts, and a place to hide stuff that no one in their right mind would want to look.<BR/><BR/>Another year I was given a laundry basket and a can of silly string, but that's another story.Paradoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05079964912873947188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-90752264616064714712008-12-05T10:26:00.000-08:002008-12-05T10:26:00.000-08:00A bulk packet of Hidden Valley Ranch dressing mix....A bulk packet of Hidden Valley Ranch dressing mix. My brother's restaurant had closed and so...well... = )Marley Gibsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-70606481591489281632008-12-05T10:07:00.000-08:002008-12-05T10:07:00.000-08:00Hub caps... but... I did ask for him.Hub caps... <BR/><BR/>but... I did ask for him.sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11689907834817517736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-83909895774297778472008-12-05T09:04:00.000-08:002008-12-05T09:04:00.000-08:00Hmmm, a mailbox and a fake stuffed deer head ... n...Hmmm, a mailbox and a fake stuffed deer head ... not sure I can compete with those. Maybe I've blocked out all my truly weird gifts, but the most unusual gift I can remember was a step ladder.<BR/><BR/>I was three years old.<BR/><BR/>My dad and his friend were painting houses to earn extra money, and would occasionally take me along with them. In addition to an incident in which my dad's friend "stole" my paint, I was obsessed with the step ladder. So, for Christmas that year, I got one.<BR/><BR/>It was a good one, too. We had it for years and years.Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11356017077011774393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-39915711678314013212008-12-05T07:46:00.000-08:002008-12-05T07:46:00.000-08:00Steph, that's hysterical (in a good way)! I love n...Steph, that's hysterical (in a good way)! I love nothing better than finding odd, yet meaningful presents. <BR/><BR/>My strangest one is also something I really wanted, but I don't know many people who get a mailbox for a present. <BR/><BR/>The backstory is we'd moved out here to the boonies (or at least, from my POV, it was the boonies) only to find our mailbox across the street, this 40 year-old metal thing leaning on splintered wood.<BR/><BR/>First up, I made friends with the mailman. Then some neighbors, and found out the way to petition to get it moved to my side of the street. After getting that, my 75 year-old father was kind enough to spring for the mailbox, the wood, and to come out here with a shovel and install it for me.<BR/><BR/>A strange but wonderful gift!TinaFerrarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938noreply@blogger.com