Tuesday, December 11, 2012Good morning crew,
Somehow I managed to do it again. A couple of years ago I bought my wife (the girlfriend at the time) almost the exact same Christmas gift as she got me; a solar powered, platinum-finished wrist watch.
We laughed at it, but this year we did the same thing! Not buy each other watches, but we got each other almost the exact same gift.
Since the wife tends to regard driving directions as sort of arbitrary suggestions, I decided to buy her a GPS. One of those really nice ones with the little car that represents the driver, real-time progress, voice commands, life-time map updates and an interactive touch-screen.
And since we have a lot of social commitments this holiday season, which means a lot of driving, I decided to give it to her early. Last weekend, in fact.
When she unwrapped it she got this shocked expressing of disbelief on her face and I thought to myself, 'Oh yeah, I just scored really big.'
But then she started laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked.
She ran to her secret hiding place and brought back almost the exact same model GPS which she was planning to give to me.
Either we aren't very imaginative or we both have the same problems. But I'll tell you this much...she better not be expecting another present!
Laugh it up,
Joe
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