Ladies, start your engines, cause I know you’ll be coming with me on this one.
After making Husband a curry last night from scratch (courtesy of T and her currytastic inspirations) I sat down to wrap 13 presents. All of which I chose and lugged home, and which were for Husband’s dad, stepmother, nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles and the two angels who minister to his number one son at the nursery.
Husband watched 3 episodes of House MD back-to-back, ate chocolate mints and belched contentedly, while watching me work out of the corner of his eye.
An explosion of some sort is imminent, I’m just timing my run. I want it to be a super, festive, spangly, lots of tinsel-and-lights explosion but an explosion nonetheless. One of those ones you never, ever forget. And it will be with menaces too so there’s an outside chance of me getting a large, tastefully wrapped and lavish present! No, I don’t think so either…. humbug!!!!!
Oh, yes, I recognise the species, and I don’t even have a husband!
May I humbly suggest that hinting for a large and lavish gift is likely to get you a lawnmower or length of ceiling coving… Write down, with directions, exactly what you want and where it can be found. Include the size, colour and any other relevant details. Surprise presents are rarely good. Except for treacle tart… that is inspired!!!!!
I would love a good curry recipe …
I agree with Truce … spell it out for him. You’ll both be happier.
–L