So, I'm pretty much the coolest wife ever (no, I'm not feeling terribly humble right now, thanks for asking). Let me explain:
About a month ago I started pumping Curious George for information on what he wants for Christmas. We generally just do one big gift for each other, and then donate to a Sub for Santa, Angel Tree, etc. Anyway, his list this year was pretty short (and so NOT fun!). It consisted of three things: an air compressor, a new concealed carry gun, or a jack and some workbench space for the garage. Yawn!
So, I was seriously considering getting him the air compressor, except for a few small logistical issues... I'm 9 months pregnant. How the heck would I move it? Also, how could I ever pick the one that he really wanted?
Then I considered getting him the jack and the workbench space. Except, seriously? Boring!
I was completely, 100%, absolutely certain I WAS NOT going to get him the gun. I do not, nor will I ever, think that a firearm is an appropriate gift. Plus, who wraps up a gun and puts it under the Christmas tree? I was not shy about giving him these reasons, either. But then I got thinking... he'd never expect it. He'd be SO excited. And it would pretty much make me the coolest wife ever in his book, especially since I told him if he wanted a new gun he'd have to get rid of one of his others (yes, we're THOSE kind of people).
So, I started doing a little shopping. I checked on KSL. I went to a few gun shops. And I bought him this thing he'd been wanting for months. I wrapped it up in a very sneaky way and put it under the Christmas tree. Yes, I'm a hypocrite. Yes, I am also pretty much the coolest wife ever.
This is where the story gets really good... or is it bad? The following day (yep, as in I bought the gun on Wednesday, and he went out on Thursday) he decided to do a little shopping of his own. He went to the gun shop, and decided to try out this little thing and see if it really was what he wanted. Our conversation went a little something like this:
CG: So, I went to Doug's today.
Me: Oh yeah?
CG: Yep. I wanted to check out the Keltec and see if I really liked it or not.
Me: Oh, ok.
CG: Yeah, I held it. I dry fired it. I really didn't like it. I felt like my finger rubbed on the finger guard weird.
Me: Well, that sucks.
CG: Nah, not a big deal. I'll figure out which one I really want.
Me: No, you don't understand. This really, REALLY sucks. (cue bursting into tears now)
So, needless to say I had to tell him why I was crying. And then he felt bad and tried to backpedal. And then he decided that maybe he was excited about it after all. And now I'm stuck with trying to decide whether to return the gun and get him something else, or just let him know what his present is and deal with it after the holidays.
I'm still a pretty awesome wife, though.
2 comments:
Man, I hate when surprises get ruined. That's the worst. You are definitely an awesome wife though. Shawn wanted a gun for Christmas, and I definitely didn't even TRY to get him one.
I hate when they ruin your plans! I say, just give it to him, cause that's what he told you he wanted, not your fault he changed his mind half way through. You could maybe get him something else small too, so he has something that is a real surprise and that he won't be returning or exchanging.
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