My husband gets revenge!

When Adam pulled up in the driveway the other afternoon, it was quite a surprise as we were not officially expecting him until the following day (although my spidey-sense was tingling all day, so I kind of expected him anyway.) So, I run outside, arms out like Melanie welcoming Ashley home in Gone With the Wind. Hello! I say. Hello! He says. Kiss, kiss. Here I am, jumping up and down in excitement, and then he turns around, pulling out a package from the car. Look! He says! Look! Look! Look! Oh! I say. For me? No! He unwrapped it. It was a DVD set of the television show Top Gear. Look! Top Gear! It's awesome. C'mon, we'll watch it when the kids go to bed. Oh. Swell. (Actually, it was pretty cool. I can see now why it's so popular. Have you seen it?)