I've been reading the depression discussion and thought that this was better off in its own subject line. I wholeheartedly think that all of those who are doing something to make their lives better, be it thru medication or not, are 1000 times stronger than they give themselves credit for. Hooray to all of you. I've often thought I might need medication, but none of my therapists suggested it. Maybe I'm just wound up too tight.

Here goes my story, not at all as important as many of yours. Yesterday was my b-day. For the last 2 months I've been researching bikes. Knowing that $ is an issue, I narrowed my search scope. I have pictures on the fridge of bikes. And have told my hubby many times I want a new bike. I currently have a mountain bike with road tires. It is too heavy. I ride roads. Weekdays 15 miles (time limitation) weekends 30 or more. I can go farther, however the bike gets heavy, especially on hills.

He has told me I should go with lesser bikes, no stirups, comfort handlebars, heavier seats, why do I want a carbon fork, etc., etc., etc., I know bikes are expensive, I told him that he could give me a gift certificate to the LBS so I can use it towards a bike.

My 14 year old took him to the bike shop, showed him one of my favorites and he did nothing.

Anyway, he went out and bought me a disney snowglobe! A stupid, Mikey and Donald on a train snowglobe. We live in Southern California, so Disneyland is about 45 minutes away. Don't get me wrong it is worth about $100. But that is not what I wanted. I can't return the stupid thing. So I'm stuck with it.

I know this seems trivial, but every year, he either forgets or buys my some stupid gift I can't return..... He does it on our anniversary and xmas too.