Should You Keep Gifts From Your Ex?

 

 A watch. A necklace. A really great pair of stilettos that make your legs look like BAM! We all have them--gifts from our exes.

I got to wondering about this topic when a client of mine told me that she made her fiance get rid of all the gifts that his ex-girlfriend had given him.

Personally, I'd never thought about the subject. I felt the necklace around my neck and wondered what would happen if me and my current were no longer together. Would I have to give up the necklace that I've been wearing for years--the necklace that I sometimes forget that I'm wearing until someone compliments it? Why, I thought?

Why should you have to throw away gifts from your ex, when you've thrown your ex away? I thought her request was totally ridiculous. What if her fiance's ex had given him a car? Would she expect him to trade it in? What about a pet?

I didn't bother to ask what was thrown away, but I did start to think about all of the things I would have thrown away if my current boyfriends had asked me to. Clothes, furniture, jewelry. NO WAY!

She said, "I refuse to have him looking at reminders of that woman!"

That statement stayed with me and prompted this blog post. Again, I touched my necklace and wondered, can you truly say that you've moved on from an ex if you're still holding on to their gifts? Hmm?

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Do You Trust Other Women Around Your Man?

Temptresses

Dramas are written about them. Books are written about them. And if you haven't seen a movie or read a book about them, then, surely you've heard about what Angelina Jolie did to poor Jennifer Anniston, or what that tatted-up chick, Bombshell McGee, did to Sandra Bullock. Temptresses!

Hmmm?

They seem to be everywhere. They seem to be around every corner just waiting to destroy the lives of nice, unsuspecting girlfriends and wives who naively befriend them. But the question is...

Dum! Dum! Dum!

Do you trust your best friend?

Office Gossipers. What's Wrong With These Women?

Okay, let's keep it real. We all know this chick. The one that can't keep her mouth shut. She's the one that knows your blood type, social security number and shoe size.

You're looking at her right now. She's pretending like she's working but she's really listening in on your conversation. She's the person that whenever you look up, she's looking at you. Argh! Later, she'll pull you to the side and beg you not to tell whatever "secret" she's about to tell you.
Ten minutes later, the entire office will know the secret!
To this office heffa, no one is special. Everyone's business is up for grabs--including hers. The first day you met her she told you that she was married or dating, where her children were conceived and how much money her husband or boyfriend makes. So what gives? What's up with women like this?

Cheating...

Are women just better at it?

We always hear about men's indiscretions. Always! We hear about them so much that we just expect and/or accept them doing it, but what about women?

Let's be honest, women cheat too. Maybe not as much as men, but women cheat too. I've had more than a few women tell me that they have had boyfriends on the side for much of their marriage or relationship. I've had women confess to me that they've had one man coming in the front door, and another leaving out the back. So why don't women get caught as much?

Now, I would never say it's because women are smarter. That's not it. There have been plenty of marriages and relationships that have ended because women have been caught in bed with another man. But in general, this is not the case. Are women just sneakier? Are women better at covering their tracks? Are some men just in denial about their relationships, or are men so busy cheating that they don't notice that their spouses are cheating too? What do you think?

Upside Down Pineapple Anyone?

A few months ago, while giving a client a facial, the conversation turned to sex. I know. I know. It just happens sometimes. Sue me.

Anywho, she'd been married for twelve years and was trying to figure out how she could spice up her love life.

Like normal, we ran through all of the options that our nonfreaky minds knew of. Porn. Toys. Role playing. A threesome. Which she replied, and I agreed, "Heck naw!"

Then she took the warm towel off of her eyes (I give a mean facial) and asked, "Have you heard about the upside down pineapple in the basket of your grocery cart?"

"Uh...no. What...does...that...mean?"