Every year at Christmas (and on birthdays) I can yank his gorgeousness' chain
(shut up) until he can't freakin stand it.
He has never been good with secrets, if he buys something for me he has to run
home right away and give it to me... if he's planning a gift he'll tell me about it... and he can't
stand it if I've planned something for him and told one of the kids!!!!
So the tradition continues... this year I have purchased a gift for him
already and it's the only wrapped present currently under the tree.
I mention it now and again to get him all in a fluster... he thinks I don't
know he's frantically trying to figure it out. He tells me he doesn't care.
Then all I have to do is wait a few days and hit him with the big one...
"So, Babe, what do you think is in the box?"
He asks a few questions like is it bigger than a bread box, have I asked
for it or mentioned it .. that kind of thing.
Then we wait a few more days... he brings it up...
Him "Babe, if I guess it right, will you tell me what's in the box?"
Him "Well what the fuck... why do you ask me to guess then?"
Me "Cos I know you can't stand it!! and it makes me laugh"
Him "You're a bitch!!!"
And so the Warm Happy Holidays continue in McGillyville!!!!
Try it..... it's hilarious, I will get so much joy from this game and never get tired of it!!!
p.s. if I disappear, show this blog to the cops!!!
He was a lovely man, kind to animals and helped old ladies across the street, it's just a shame he
couldn't stand the suspense and excitement that one gift under the tree could bring, you never
know who's living next door..... and her, she was so funny and happy... she had no idea the
strain one wrapped gift under the tree would place on a man.... on a family... a community!!!