A Word About Handy Men...

If you have been following this blog for awhile, you know that my husband is handy with his hands and his tools. Stick with me here--it's going to get interesting.

Yesterday was my birthday. Yes--I had the audacity to be be born on Christmas Eve. To hear my mother tell the story, the nurses tried to get her to hang onto me for a few more hours so I could be born on Christmas Day. oO(Do obstetrics nurses understand the horridness of being born on a holiday?!?!?!)Oo  

Anyway, my husband is a thoughtful man and understands his wife. He understands that she's not into frivolous or fru-fru type of gifts. He understands that she prefers the practical, useful type of gifts. But he also is...well--let's face it. He's a man.  

Guess what this is... 

No--come on and really guess! 


If you guessed a duct-tape bow, you win the prize!  

 

Yes, there was a Kitchen Aid in the box.  

'Nuff said...