Every year it comes around. Today is hubby's birthday. He has to be the hardest person to buy for in the world. He doesn't watch sports. He doesn't collect anything. He reads, but buy paperbacks at the airport and I have no idea what he has or hasn't already read. He doesn't garden. He doesn't have a man cave. He does do a lot of woodwork, but I think he owns every tool there is and a GC to a wood shop is not a very fun thing to wrap. Today I finally found his gift. We have a Rockler store. Rockler is to wood working what a quilt shop is to us. It's a small shop in a very obscure strip mall in a seedy part of town. I don't really like driving down there... I walked in and was immediately stared down ... I guess they don't get very many of my gender in there. I wandered around for a bit before a salesman asked if he could help me. "No", I said..."I'll know it when I see it". I had no idea what I was going to get him...but I had faith there would be something there that would be perfect. After strolling a bit, I found it. He has been looking at a DeWalt battery operated Circular Saw on Ebay...and he has lost the last couple he bid on.
And we will have spaghetti for dinner and I will surprise him with Coconut Cupcakes... He is a HUGE sweet eater and I can't have them at all. He can't possibly eat a whole cake by himself.. If I make cupcakes, I can freeze some for later..
So now I can start thinking about Valentines Day... he will be out of town..which is fine. I don't get all excited about Valentines Day.. especially since he already told me what he is getting me...
Romantic devil...isn't he?