Typical Jenny..
Christmas is coming and it is my favorite time of year. I love everything about it, especially the tree and all the lights and all the food....
So this past week I went to go get my husband his Christmas present (or presents..) but there is one main part that I was so excited to give him. When I bought it I wanted to call him so badly to tell him what I gotten for him, but obvioulsy you can't do that. We decided that his present would be hidden in the upstairs guest bedroom's closet where he had been keeping some of his nice work pants. He told me that he would take then out of the closet and then he would have no reason to go in there so it would be a perfect place for it. He was given the garage to hide mine in. So last night we were about to start decorating the tree when I realized that there was an ornament that was missing. I knew that last year I had taken it to thing to use as a sort of prop for something so I figured it was in my winter coat, which was in that closet with his gift. So, I went up to see if it was there and it wasn't, but in doing so I realized that there was a pair of my husbands pants in there that I figured he would need and I didn't want him to look for them in that closet. So I brought them downstairs and calmly said, "Hey Dalton, these pants were in the closet with the telescope."
Yep. I flat out told him what I had gotten him for Christmas.
So this past week I went to go get my husband his Christmas present (or presents..) but there is one main part that I was so excited to give him. When I bought it I wanted to call him so badly to tell him what I gotten for him, but obvioulsy you can't do that. We decided that his present would be hidden in the upstairs guest bedroom's closet where he had been keeping some of his nice work pants. He told me that he would take then out of the closet and then he would have no reason to go in there so it would be a perfect place for it. He was given the garage to hide mine in. So last night we were about to start decorating the tree when I realized that there was an ornament that was missing. I knew that last year I had taken it to thing to use as a sort of prop for something so I figured it was in my winter coat, which was in that closet with his gift. So, I went up to see if it was there and it wasn't, but in doing so I realized that there was a pair of my husbands pants in there that I figured he would need and I didn't want him to look for them in that closet. So I brought them downstairs and calmly said, "Hey Dalton, these pants were in the closet with the telescope."
Yep. I flat out told him what I had gotten him for Christmas.
posted by Jenny at
10:11 AM
4 Comments:
Jenny, you're such a dork. :) Awesome.
Don't feel pity for her...
I'M the one who has to feel the torture of knowing there is a perfectly good telescope in our house that I can't use for a MONTH!
TORTURE!!!
She might end up liking this more than keeping the traditional secret!
Don't feel bad for HIM--- he's the one who gets this awesome gift at the end of the month and I'M the one who gets ZERO satisfation out of Christmas morning gift-giving. It wasn't exactly the response I was excited about seeing on his face when he found out what I had gotten him...
Well, perhaps you can comfort each other during this unbearable ordeal of delayed gratification and gift-spoiler's remorse. Don't forget, consolation and mockery are always just a phone call away with me...
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