Trashbags and Flat Irons

Remember when I wrote how my wonderful parents-in-law gave me enough trashbags to last me well into 2012? Well, for Christmas they decided that, obviously, I didn't have enough trashbags. Sooo......here is what was wrapped for me under the tree:

And, don't you know I was soooo excited about not buying trashbags until 2014!! Also, if anyone is interested (and planning a trip to Costco), I am almost out of laundry detergent. We like non-scented. I'm just saying......

My husband obviously got his gift-giving genes from his parents (actually, now that I think about it, where else would he have gotten his genes?) because he gave me EXACTLY what I wanted for my birthday.

I told him NOT to get me the really expensive Chi flat iron. I would be fine with something cheap from Target because I have never owned a flat iron, and I did not want to start out with the Mercedes of flat irons if I wasn't going to use it forever.

Well. He must have read right through my subliminal messages, mind games, and woman-speak. I mean, I couldn't even decipher that when I said "not" to get me something, I really meant, "if you love me enough and know me well enough you know it would make my year to have that Chi iron, but I am not going to ask for it so you will have to figure out if I really want it or not. And I really want it. But I don't want to tell you that I want it".

He knows me better than I know myself. And that is one of the many reasons why I love him! And why my hair looks salon-perfect now, thanks to my Chi.