Anyway...... Let's get started. Shall we?
Harry Potter's Marauder's Map - Oh my.... wouldn't this be nice. Imagine how many awkward situations you could avoid if you knew where everyone was at all times? As a parent, being able to see where our children are and who they are with would certainly give us peace of mind. The office slackers would be able to see where the boss is. Bosses could see if their staff members are hanging out in the restroom/breakroom/smoke hole a little too long (I used to work with a girl who would take naps in the downstairs restroom - no lie!).
Let me just say that if you have to buy your spouse a wedding ring that imprints the word "married" on their finger, you have more issues than what kind of gift to buy. This is just sad. Why not tattoo "Married" across their forehead? Come on, people!
Poo-Pourri or Trap-A-Crap Toilet Odor Masking Spray - I have to say this is something that I definitely would NOT want to receive as a gift. Now, that being said, living with a house full of males, I can definitely see the benefit of these products. In fact, I think I may order some.
Odor Eliminating Underwear - Baaahahahahahahaha! The description claims that odors are neutralized within 30 seconds of donning this underwear. Seriously? If your junk is stinkin', try some soap and water and a clean pair of drawers! That's all I got to say 'bout that.
Hitch a Stage Stripper Pole. Is this a problem? Really? "Oh, shoot! We're out of town, and I forgot my stripper pole. Again! Man!" or maybe, it's more like "Honey, we're running low on cash. Let's hook up the stripper pole." Talk about taking the show on the road..... What? It's for exercise? Yeah, right! Buy a yoga mat.
The Baby Owner's Manual - "Operating instructions, trouble-shooting tips, and advice on first-year maintenance." I'm sure this is written in a tongue-in-cheek manner, but the concept is great! I think we all know the deer-in-the-headlights look when they hand you your baby at the hospital and kick you out the door. Really? No instructions? No advice? Can you come home with me for the first week or 10? If you think about it, when you buy a big screen TV, they give you an owner's manual 2 inches thick. When you have a baby, they give you a smile and pat on the back.
Okay, who is the whack job that wants to smell like sushi? Really?? Fish? That's just bazaar. I don't think I've ever met anyone who loves the smell of raw fish. Now, on the other hand, if you're trying to put off the creep at work who just can't take a hint, this might be the way to go.... Come to think of it, the Marauder's Map would be a helpful tool in avoiding that creep as well. LOL!
That's all I have for now, folks. I hope I didn't disappoint this week. Things are busy, busy, busy around here, and I feel rushed! There are cookies to make, a Santa costume to create, a house to clean, the never-ending laundry, shopping, wrapping.....
Well, I better get to it! Happy Hump Day, ya'll!