Being a Dad means, by definition, that I am a man. And being a man, by definition, means I have no idea what to get a woman for Christmas.
Here are a couple of unfortunate and all-too-true stories to illustrate my point.
Story #1 – It’s the thought that counts, right? Nope, not always.
One Christmas, I foolishly chose utility over desire. My wife (then girlfriend) and I were in university, so I got her an amazing, state of the art computer mouse.
This went over like a lead balloon… as it should have, in hindsight. Amazingly, we are still together.
Story #2 – A girl’s gotta eat!
My sister-in-law was making her way through university on a shoe-string budget. There was little money for the necessities, so I went with a gift certificate for the local grocery store.
It appears one will always find money to eat, but this will usually come at the expense of clothing.
So here I am. A man, hat in hand, asking for your advice on what women want.
And don’t give me “I-just-want-a-good-man-in-my-life-who-will-treat-me-right-and-never-let-me-down”… that man doesn’t exist, and if he did, he would be way too expensive.
I mean, in general, what advice would you give a man who is shopping for lady-related holiday gifts?
I do not intend on repeating past disasters this year. I haven’t even told you about the time I bought a piece of jewelry that didn’t fit, only to lose the receipt.