Because of our move in October, finances have been especially tight this Christmus, so Hubby and I promised not to get gifts to each other this year (we made the promise last year, but hubby cheated and bought me something anyway - so I made him "really, really, for sure promise.")
Both of us being on disability, we spend a lot of time together. Hubby goes out with his friends about one night a week, so he had the shopping opportunity, but I was even watching the mail and our bank account for signs of unexplainable purchases.
Hubby either guessed what I was doing, or just hid his tracks very well, and bought me a necklace - black hills gold.
I know he probably got a very good deal on it (he shops second-hand stores, because I gripe at him if he doesn't), but I'm a little embarassed that I wasn't as sneaky, and didn't see this coming.
He said it wasn't him, must have been Santa (and pretended to chide the cat for letting an intruder into the house without waking us). I told him, I'm pretty sure ChubChub (the cat) recognized Santa.
I felt a little bad, but then I realized how super happy he was that I didn't have a gift for him, because he not only was able to got me something I loved, but got to pull off a sneaky caper.
It's a lovely necklace, and looks sturdy enough to wear 24/7, so I think I'm going to. He'll be happy to see me wearing it all the time. A lot of the pieces he's bought me are so delicate that I'm afraid to wear them except for special occasions (and then on the special occasions, I forget) - or they're rings that don't currently fit any of my fingers (too big for the pinky - too small for the ring finger).
He is a sweety. He can be stubborn, opinionated and grumpy and has no tact whatsoever, but his heart is always in the right place. It's funny that he can be so sneaky since he's so brutally honest - never ask his opinion if you need criticism gently given.
It's funny when people (even his family) think we're so poorly matched, because he's got a very rough, almost anti-social personality "on the outside," and I'm (at least outwardly) so sociable and "sweet." We're really opposites of the same coin though; He's a tender, sweet teddybear on the inside, and I tend to hide my darker, twisted side fairly well - except with hubby. I'm the one who tends to be the loner - he doesn't really understand why I actually enjoy him going out with the guys (so I can have the house, peaceably to myself, once in a while).
Ahhhh, that is so sweet! I don't think that you should feel bad at all. Your pleasure was probably gift enough for him. You can do something special for him another time.
Sneaky Santa
