The Boy and I have a pretty good arrangement for presents: I tell him exactly what I want and where to get it, and he goes and buys it. Since we both work downtown and I shop downtown, that’s where his purchases usually happen. On Friday, we met for beer and dinner – but he needed to put “something” in my trunk in the parking garage.
After dinner, we went home and Kitten Thunder opened my birthday present for me.
A bag AND a box? Boy, you shouldn’t have.
The Girl’s birthday is happy for everyone.
But what did you get!!!
A griddler. It is a grill and a panini press all in one.