Tony and I had a very peaceful, non-present-buying truce going until today. He hadn't bought me anything. I hadn't bought him anything. It was like the year that we both forgot our anniversary...but this time it was laziness, not forgetfulness. I was very happy not having any presents under the tree - it took the pressure off. (I never know what to get my husband, so I always end up buying him something lame and he pretends to like it.)
I shouldn't have underestimated a man's ability to go shopping at the last minute. And what was his excuse? "I didn't buy you anything, but the kids wanted to get you presents." (A likely story - I heard Anthony complaining the whole way to the car!)
Of course, I am glad that he loves me enough to put down Breaking Dawn to take four kids shopping. I know I have trouble shaking off the Twilight stupor. And he may have thought that the present truce was just another woman trap, like, "Do I look fat in this?" or "Do you like my new haircut?" Tony has always been wary of those, so his spider senses may have been tingling?
So, what should I do to retaliate? Any very last-minute gift ideas?
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