^ I know, I know...he thinks it's funny to torture me. See, what usually happens is I'll buy a bag for myself MONTHS before my Birthday, call it a Birthday Gift and get DH to pay for it. Then, as my birthday approaches, I whine that I can't call the bag a birthday gift as I got it SO LONG AGO......WAH WAH WAH........so, DH has become savvy to this, and has put this little giftee away in his office (actually, his PA is minding it in HER office!!!!) so I can't get to it (I'm FABULOUS at re-tying the ribbon!).
Anyway, the GP is from the kids, and I have another, kinda better gift in an Orange Box expected from DH, so I can't complain! (well, not loud enough for him to hear, anyway!).
Anyway, the GP is from the kids, and I have another, kinda better gift in an Orange Box expected from DH, so I can't complain! (well, not loud enough for him to hear, anyway!).
