Wednesday, January 25, 2012
I Expose Another of Betsy's Gross Shortcomings
Thursday, January 05, 2012
My Readers Make Me Alternately Laugh And Cry

She fancied herself an artist and she had a "bone table" where she would lay out bones to dry (after cooking a chicken or turkey, etc) to use in her art.
One Christmas she gave me a pair of horse tooth earrings (my husband at the time also received a turkey thigh bone bolo tie) because nothing says let's celebrate the birth of Christ like a pair if molars from a Clydesdale!
As you can see, she deserved her title.
However, it's by far NOT the worst gift I ever got! I love martens, I worked with them on my Master's project. And he learned taxidermy to prepare the fur for me in time for Christmas. I loved it, I kept it for years until it looked ratty (as opposed to weaselly).
What can I say...the man knows me. So I married him. :)
It starts when I picked my Grandma up to bring her to my parents house to help wrap gifts. (My grandmother is amazing, but sadly she has Alzheimer's.) After wrapping all the gifts it was time to go. My grandma got her coat on and went to put on her shoes. Her shoes, however, could not be found. We looked everywhere. My mom even asked me. "Billy, did she have shoes on when you picked her up?"
I said yes, but to be honest. I wasn't certain. My mother was doubtful and told me that I have to be careful. She could catch pneumonia. Finally my mom lent her a pair of shoes and I took her home.
Flashforward to Christmas Day. My oddest gift was my Grandmother's shoes from that night; neatly wrapped and placed under the tree. No wonder we couldn't find them.
I opened the box, held the shoes up and exclaimed to my mother; "See! I told you she had shoes on when I picked her up!!!"
Honorable Mention -
Where to begin...these were all Christmas gifts from my husband in different years:
-- hummingbird made of barbed wire-- ceramic cactus with light up Christmas lights
-- weird elephant thing with bowl on top
-- stuffed dead kitten
After 35+ years you would think he would learn, but no. I now buy my own Christmas presents and address them from him to me. When I open them I say "Wow! Just what I wanted! How did you know?"