
Mr. GI Joe got home from his field training yesterday. He was in a pretty good mood because he spent the week shooting a machine gun from the turret
He spent all night being super sweet and just all around generally fabulous. The vacuum crapped the bed while he was out so he promised to take me to buy a new one this weekend since we got our tax return and can afford to be a little frivolous. So, cut to this morning. We head out to the post exchange, figuring we'll get the same vacuum we did last time. It's pretty cheap and lasted us a good six months, which is longer than the other vacuums we've had thanks to our 3 shedding fur babies. He went to grab a vacuum while I tooled around in electronics, playing with tablets since I miss my old iPad something awful. Anyway, hubs terms comes strolling into electronics with a vacuum but it's not the Bissell I was expecting, oh no!
It's a DYSON.
I almost peed my pants. I may have also uttered a girlish shriek and danced a little. I have always wanted a Dyson. They're like my dream come true. Vacuuming has never been so wonderful. I'm pretty sure my carpet is a different color now than it was before my Dyson came into my life. I'm so happy I could vomit.

Anyhoo, I'm drooling over the vacuum and then husband says "Did you want to buy a new iPad? When I deploy we can get a second one and use them to Skype."
And so then I jumped his bones right there.

Okay
not really but I kind of wanted to. So, basically, my husband showered me with presents today and has been very full of niceness. He probably wants to buy a new gun or something and is just buttering me up, but I like it!
Either that or he wanted cleaner carpets and an excuse to buy an iPad before he deploys.
Or he just loves me.
I'm gonna go with that last one





OUTSTANDING! 
how much hair and dirt I vacuum up each Saturday while my wife is at church for bell choir practice.
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