My family always manages to give me things I enjoy. One year one of my daughters bought me some beautiful fabric to make fashionable scarves with because I would not buy them and one year my husband bought me something to sleep in for every night of the week because months earlier I had said that someday jI was going to have that instead of wearing the same 2 all the time. Even my boys managed to do okay. My middle som one time gave me a tiny pink pig bank with a few coins in it, I think he was 6 or 7 and it still sits on my shelf. I hate when someone thinks I want something that I will never use. My friends and family are supposed to know me!