Ulterior Motives?

Nausea, you ask? Hardly! I'm simply admiring the perfection of the souvenir I just bought for my Mom.

What is it about gift giving that puts me in such a good mood? Is it excitement about the inevitable joy this gift will bring to my mother's life?

Or rather, is it knowing that the moment she peels back the wrapping, her brain will flood with bonding hormones and she'll dash out to the nearest Bobbi Brown Cosmetics counter and buy me the shade of Tawny blush I've become so devastatingly low on?