Stephanie Morrill

Do we hate gift cards?

15 February 2010

Wow. I cannot remember the last time I posted so late in the day. When I woke up this morning, I realized it would be a struggle to get my blog posted before McKenna went down for her afternoon nap. I briefly fretted about this, then decided the world probably wouldn’t come to an end if Friday’s blog stuck around a little longer.

While it’s still appropriate to talk about Valentine’s Day, I’d like to comment that I’ve realized, now that I’m married, very few people ask me what Ben gave me. I’m assuming they’re thinking they’d rather not know. So while no one asked, I’ll brag on my guy and mention that he gave me a gift certificate to get a pedicure since before too long, painting my toenails will be kinda tricky. (I’m pregnant, for those who don’t know yet.)

Around Christmas time, I remember hearing that a crazy percentage of gift certificates are purchased by men, and that women hate them. We do? Because I didn’t know that until I was informed by whatever program I was listening too.

Seems kind of ridiculous to me to put out the statement of, “Women hate gift certificates.” I like getting them, but that’s possibly because the thought behind the gift is still evident. Like one year Ben gave me a gift card to Anthropologie because he knows how much I love that store, but that I’m reluctant to spend money there because everything’s so stinking expensive. Or my brother-in-law gave me a gift card to Half Price Bookstore two Christmases ago because the only thing I love more than shopping for books is doing it with somebody else’s money.

So am I the lone woman who enjoys gift cards?

Happy Monday everyone. Hope your week has started off well!

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