I consider clothes awesome if they're awesome. The clothes I got were not awesome. I dress very well. My dad's taste is not appropriate for a 26 year old. In my family, it doesn't matter how detailed of a request you make for an exact sweater or jacket; they see the word sweater and assume free reign over which sweater to buy. It never turns out pretty. I will have a lot of exchanging to do, but I'm avoiding the malls for as long as possible.
I did end up getting the Bears fitted I wanted and a couple of gift cards, but my Christmas ended up fairly disappointing. First time I've ever complained or been unenthusiastic about the Christmas haul. I'm still 100% grateful and appreciative, but I've never faked so much enthusiasm about clothes I will never wear.
Wife is at my mom's, have to place to myself tonight, its generally pretty ****** out, and I have no plans.
I'm taking a page out of MPF's playbook tonight..
Do it right and it'll be a good night. I love when I can say "got the place to myself tonight". Only rarely do I end up inviting anyone else to share in that; it's all about ME time. The things I'm not supposed to do 'too much' of when the lady is around, dominate the evening. For example: I can't wait til the next night when I'm left to myself so that I can drink a few scotch and dive into the Hitman game that I picked up this afternoon.