Today was unseasonably cold, so I knew Home Depot would stick me out in the garden department. But Scott brought me a warm cup of Earl Grey and my woes disappeared! He waited for me to get out for an hour so he could show me his "surprise."
Turns out it was a sweet pink tennis racket since I've been talking about how much I've been wanting to play tennis! So we went to Tom Sawyer Park and played for awhile even though I was rocking cowboy boots.
The moral of the story is, ladies, thank your boyfriends for surprises.
Well, the good ones, anyway. Don't thank them if they surprise slap you with a salmon or something.