I will never forget or forgive this one. My now Ex-husband had a bunch of packages under the tree with my name on them. I was so excited! I was thinking "WOW! What a great guy, he really shopped hard, and I probably have everything I asked for under the tree."

Well, Christmas morning rolls around, I am handing him all the great stuff I got for him, and he hands me the first package from him....I open it, and it is a package of SOCKS!

I am thinking, "OK, this has to be a joke..." so I move on to the next one, and it too was another package of socks.....

I open three packages of freaking socks..and informed him that the last one better not be socks...he assured me that it wasn't.....so I am again having high hopes here....I open the last one, and not only is it not socks....its a package of underware....not my size,and granny panties to boot!

That had to be the worst Christmas!! No wonder I divorced him huh!?