OK, so, our annibirthday 2015, January, on a Monday.
Austin asked me what I
wanted. My car & house are both paid off (yea me!) and Austin was
unwilling to kidnap Emun Elliott, so I was stumped. Then I remembered
that the mandolin slicer had just died.
The following day, I went on the Internet and picked out the Oxo Good
Grips mandolin slicer. I researched the details, compared prices. It
was exactly what I wanted. So I contacted Austin with an update.
Austin: I already bought you one.
Me: Without
consulting me?
Austin: Trust me, you'll like this
one.
Me, blubbering about the one I actually want and
where he can buy it and the price, etc., et al.
Austin: You'll like this one.
Austin: You'll like this one.
Doing absolutely nothing to assure me that I
will actually like the one he picked.
So last night, instead of waiting 'til Monday for the actual
annibirthday, I gave Austin flowers (it's what he wanted) and he gave
me my gift. The Oxo Good Grips mandolin slicer. The *&%%&#
got lucky and bought the exact one I wanted without me telling him.
Now that little smug ^&#% is proud of himself. I don't know how
I'm going to live with him for the rest of my life.
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