I forgot: Christmas pressies! Since we were on a simple-presents-only agreement, neither of us was going to do (or could do) the type of present that we normally do. Phil was especially creative this year: one of the things from back home that I’ve been craving was Bisquick (don’t ask me why, probably just because I can’t get it and so I crave American-style pancakes and biscuits and hamburger pie). A friend’s mother was visiting the US, and he had her bring back Bisquick for me.
The second gift was *very* romantic. He’d hidden it in the front room and I was forbidden to peek until Christmas morning. It was…wait for it…a wheelbarrow. lol….I only have a skip for mucking out, and so it is quite a chore. Hence the barrow, which was very thoughtful but which he will NEVER, EVER live down as long as we both live. :) You’re forgiven, babe…mainly because of the romantic gifts that you normally give.