I have a few rules for gift giving, the first being that I put a good amount of thought into the gift I give, and the second that I do not ever, EVER give someone something that suggests they need improvement, or that there is something wrong with them. I don’t like gifts that might possibly hurt feelings, and I’m a big fan of the non-tschotske gift, because gifts that ultimately take up space and require dusting are not necessarily gifts I enjoy as a recipient.
I love experience gifts, too - for Hubby’s birthday one year I drafted an itinerary of all things he loves, from donuts for breakfast to baseball games (and the only team at home that day was a few hours away, so I incorporated driving on country roads in our convertible as part of the gift) to good food and wine at dinner that evening. I packed a change of clothes and surprised him with the dinner, if I remember correctly.
Either way, I love gift giving, even when the budget is tight and the options are limited. So Tuesday’s Publisher’s Lunch caught my eye as they discussed Random House’s new campaign to promote books as holiday gifts this year. In a mandate from CEO Markus Dohle, a task force (NOOOOOOO NOT A TASK FORCE NOOOOOOOOO!) was formed to create the “got milk campaign for books,” encouraging buyers to give books as gifts this year.
The ad campaign will reach the NYT Book Review, the New Yorker, and a crapload of other places, including Facebook and YouTube.
A website that reviews romance novels from a couple of smart bitches who will always give it to you straight. No bullshit. No gushing--unless the author really deserves it.
RE: why they all called at the same time.
If you’re at all into new-agey stuff, in numerology, you go through cycles based on your name and birthdate. It could be that you just went through a cycle…
Bullshit!
How can you mis-remember your child’s school play - that you never attended?
Unless he’s on drugs, which explains everything
I’ll have to go with a recipe for Chipotle Buffalo Chili that I learned to make from a cooking class I took a couple of years ago in San Francisco. Mmmmmm.
Yup, bullshit. I’d be willing to accept his excuse if he said that he found it on his harddrive and couldn’t remember whether he wrote it or not. I know that happened to me, though only with little pieces of…
I don’t cook much - that’s the husband’s job, and he’s damned good at it. But I do bake and am excellent at party food. My chocolate chip cookies are legendary. The recipe I use is a simple one, from…
