This.So are they?
This.So are they?
Dinner at Steak N Shake with three people I hold dear and two guys I don't dislike isn't exactly the same thing as giving three dear friends thoughtful Christmas gifts under light of the Christmas lights and mini tree in my basement and then watching a Christmas movie. The latter screams Christmas at the top of its lungs, the former is what we try to do whenever we're all in town.So are they?
Is he gonna give you a present?Or I could, you know, move the festivity to a favorite hang out spot and just hand off the presents. That's also no drama no hassle no awkward. And a week's notice isn't short enough to justify not having a present.
No one is getting me any presents, to my knowledge.Is he gonna give you a present?
Sounds lovely...under light of the Christmas lights and mini tree in my basement
Really though. That must be the KING of mini trees.Sounds lovely...
Do you decorate with plenty of red?No, I'm sure the basement is very large and inviting. I know mine is.... plenty of space to work with.
We usually wait until page four these days.I'm really disappointed no one has said it yet.
You've failed me, Halforums.
The only thing he wasn't going to be included in was getting a gift. I'm not going to rush out, drop $20 (since that is what I spent on everyone else) on something tailored to how I met him or what I appreciate about our friendship (because I barely know him, but that's what I did for everyone else), and write a hand written personal note explaining the significance (since I don't expect everyone to remember things from years ago) just so someone I didn't invite can feel more included when I give my best friend, her husband, and one of my other best friends their Christmas presents. So I nixed the gift giving, I'll just be boxing them up and they can open them whenever, in private.
Additionally, for various reasons, there was never going to be any alcohol. When it's just Mrs. M's husband, I can explain to him why and he can deal with it. But these two guys together like to drink. Middle of the night, two in the afternoon, doesn't matter - they'll have a can of beer when relaxing. So, when it was still at my house, I felt awkward about having them over without offering any (which I have reasons for not doing).
I am the goddamned host. This whole thread has been devoted to telling me that it is not really at my discretion if I want to be a good host. I had already told Mrs. M's sister that I wasn't sure bringing her boyfriend was a good idea, since I wasn't going to get him anything. She understood, but now that Best Man is coming I can't rightly say that anymore, so he's invited. Since two people I did not buy gifts for (and who would likely be somewhat ill at ease if I did anyways, considering I've met them both once) are now coming, I decided to nix the gift giving. Since that got nixed, there wasn't much reason to hold it in basement anymore since my dad doesn't stock much more than our family of three needs, I can't afford to buy much, and my sister's Christmas party the night before will clean us out. So I decided that moving it to Steak N Shake, Mrs. M and Miss W's favorite restaurant and a frequent hang-out spot for this crowd, was for the best. I've complained about it here, since this is not what I wanted it to be (I wouldn't have planned it two weeks in advance or scheduled it when I did if it was just fucking around at Steak N Shake), but all they know is "hey, sure, bring more people and let's do it at Steak N Shake".
All right? I've opened it up to the people they wanted to bring. I've changed the venue to be more inclusive. I've nixed the gifts, which were initially the whole fucking point of the proceedings, to be more inclusive. All reluctantly, I admit, but it was done. Where exactly am I being a bad host?
Dinner at Steak N Shake with three people I hold dear and two guys I don't dislike isn't exactly the same thing as giving three dear friends thoughtful Christmas gifts under light of the Christmas lights and mini tree in my basement and then watching a Christmas movie. The latter screams Christmas at the top of its lungs, the former is what we try to do whenever we're all in town.
http://halforums.com/xenforo/thread...elter-i-dont-get-signals-dating-advice.26274/I think this is the first time I remember seeing Norris what exactly constitutes a Norris thread?
It seems like any other Halforums thread from what I can see.
Let me reiterate - I don't have the money to buy him anything. I planned, budgeted for, and sought deals on the gifts I did buy. I'm not made out of money, and yes an extra $10-$20 could throw off my month. I also hate giving impersonal gifts like a Hickory Farms sampler or a Chia Pet or a gift card, but that's admittedly about fourth or fifth on the reason I'm not gonna get him a gift.The dude gave you a week in advance. What's wrong with just giving them gifts at your place with Best Man guy there too? You're supposed to give him a gift? Buy him a Hickory Farms sausage pack.
You mean the basement of the house in which I live. Yes, it is my family house owned by my father but I can count on one hand the college students I know who don't think of their parent's house as their home (especially at my school, which encourages the use of on-campus apartments). Not a lot of undergrads with a mortgage, asshole and I resent your implication that I'm a loser for it.Sounds like you want an intimate evening in your parents' basement with a married woman and her husband? How much planning was really ruined here? I think you're being an idiot.
With some people I cared about, not fucking dinner for six at Steak N Shake. If you I'm an idiot for wanting an actual Christmas celebration with some friends I care about, then I think you're Ebeneezer fucking Scrooge.1.
associated in close personal relations: an intimate friend.
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characterized by or involving warm friendship or a personally close or familiar association or feeling: an intimate greeting.
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characterized by or suggesting privacy or intimacy; warmly cozy: an intimate little café.
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(of an association, knowledge, understanding, etc.) arising from close personal connection or familiar experience.
I will tell my sister right away that her annual Christmas party (held every year with gift exchange, movie watching, and was the reason we started decorating the basement the last couple of years in the first place) is creepy. I will apologize to my dad's side of the family for the "creepy" Christmas dinners we had in that basement for fifteen years. Because everyone knows, basement = pervert.It's actually pretty fucking creepy.
You want to fuck your best friend. There I said it.Let me reiterate - I don't have the money to buy him anything. I planned, budgeted for, and sought deals on the gifts I did buy. I'm not made out of money, and yes an extra $10-$20 could throw off my month. I also hate giving impersonal gifts like a Hickory Farms sampler or a Chia Pet or a gift card, but that's admittedly about fourth or fifth on the reason I'm not gonna get him a gift.
You mean the basement of the house in which I live. Yes, it is my family house owned by my father but I can count on one hand the college students I know who don't think of their parent's house as their home (especially at my school, which encourages the use of on-campus apartments). Not a lot of undergrads with a mortgage, asshole and I resent your implication that I'm a loser for it.
And yes, I'd hoped for an evening that fit any one of these definitions:
With some people I cared about, not fucking dinner for six at Steak N Shake. If you I'm an idiot for wanting an actual Christmas celebration with some friends I care about, then I think you're Ebeneezer fucking Scrooge.
I will tell my sister right away that her annual Christmas party (held every year with gift exchange, movie watching, and was the reason we started decorating the basement the last couple of years in the first place) is creepy. I will apologize to my dad's side of the family for the "creepy" Christmas dinners we had in that basement for fifteen years. Because everyone knows, basement = pervert.
Even if he does, it's quite obvious he himself doesn't recognize it. Not sure why it's important to the discussion. If he was best friends with a guy, who was bringing his wife, and his wife wanted to bring her maid of honor, and there was no sexual tension between him and his buddy, would you come to a different conclusion?You want to fuck your best friend. There I said it.
Yeah, guests don't traditionally give a gathering nearly as much thought as the host. And you seem to have missed a few posts - the issue was solved by post fucking 8. That's when i decided to ok the extra guest. Within the next couple of hours it mutated into six people at SNS and has stayed that way. All that's happened today was...I don't even know. Pretty pointless. I'm on my third day in a row of having the wearing of pants be a formality because I didn't really leave the apartment. Kind of bored.I find it hilarious that you're going so nuts over this, when everyone who's attending your party is probably not giving it a second thought.
Because getting them presents that are, while on a budget, tailored to how I met them and things they like (and in one case, hand made by my sister) is exactly the same as getting them random shit from Hickory Farms with no thought put into it.A trip to the Hickory Farms kiosk would have saved you hella trouble. Really, your other gifts are pretty much the same level. Sorry to be mean.
What does that even mean?Thing is man, ultimately, you're being incredibly selfish. That's why I asked if you were an only child, because this is the kind of stuff they do.
HOW AM I BEING A BAD HOST? Because I didn't want to invite people I barely knew to my Christmas party? Because I wasn't going to have my dad buy alcohol for us (because I certainly can't afford it and he doesn't keep it around anymore)? Because I moved the setting to a place everyone can enjoy and feel comfortable at and frees my dad from having to have both his children hold holiday gatherings at his house on consecutive days? What?Not being able to afford a present is no big deal (I mean like you said you're a student). Not being able to afford the common courtesy of being a good host is a problem.
Even if he does, it's quite obvious he himself doesn't recognize it. Not sure why it's important to the discussion. If he was best friends with a guy, who was bringing his wife, and his wife wanted to bring her maid of honor, and there was no sexual tension between him and his buddy, would you come to a different conclusion?
Why must you insist that intimate must mean sexy times? I have no interest in fucking Mrs. M, or her husband. I wanted to have an evening with them like I would with my cousin and her husband and my other cousin (her brother). No topic of conversation off limits, very relaxed and comfortable, shared history but with stories worth telling, etc. Close. Personal. Meaningful. Familial. Platonic.You want to fuck your best friend. There I said it.
I'm not just going to sit back and let people impugn my character. I don't care if it is a meaningless fight on the internet, I'm offended when people insult me.Goddamn it Norris....
Here's the thing.HOW AM I BEING A BAD HOST? Because I didn't want to invite people I barely knew to my Christmas party?
Because the guests you actually care about want this dude there. And you are more interested in not being slightly put out than in letting them have their friend along.HOW AM I BEING A BAD HOST?