Yes, this is a marriage column but that dude I am married to is also a Father, so. Fair game, as far as I’m concerned. Unless you want me to go into the reasons that I have been referring to him as The Last Airbender. You don’t want that (trust me), so I’m going with what I know. Or what I don’t know as it were.
When Matthew and I went to Vegas, he thought that maybe he should try on some sunglasses. I have known him for eleven years now, and he has not owned a single pair of shades during this time. His reason has been that the majority of styles make him look like a bug and…I have to agree with him on that one. However. We have a friend who works at Oakley. He has already hooked me up with a sweet pair of glasses and has offered to do the same for my hubby. We found a pair that we loved! at the Oakley store in Vegas but sadly, they’ve been out of stock in the employee store.
My husband knows that they are coming (eventually) but Father’s Day is this Sunday and I have nothing in hand. His interests are 1) Building, 2) Fishing and 3) Snowmobiling. This does not help at all because, 1) I cannot buy (or use) tools, 2) I know nothing about fishing and 3) It’s summer. Ish.
He has it so easy in that he can take the kids to a local boutique and pick out a bunch of necklaces (I’m a little addicted) for me and we’re golden. As for him, there is no clutch gift.
I’m taking the kids shopping with me on Saturday and if you guys don’t bail me out, he’s going to end up with a “Dad Is #1″ mug, even though he doesn’t drink coffee.
Subscribe to blog via RSS