The Way to a Woman's Heart is Through Furniture

When Mr. Farklepants suggested last evening that we should forgo gift giving to each other this year, I was all like "Totally. Way to go. Mui Bueno. I concur". Because we are so the type of people who just buy what we want when we need (want) it. And this makes gift giving quite difficult and kind of a needless expense; considering we've usually already got whatever it is that we want. I was premature in my kudos because he wasn't done yet. The words that fell out of his mouth after the first part of his statement made me want to strip off my clothes and roll around on him; that is, after I picked my jaw up off the floor. It went something like this:

Mr. Farklepants: I think we should forgo gift giving to each other this year.
Tootsie: (gives thumbs up gesture) I totally agree. I'm all over that.
Mr. Farklepants: And we should just buy a new couch instead.
Tootsie: THUD.----->onomatopoeia
Mr. Farklepants: It doesn't really make for a great gift though.
Tootsie: Are you new?

Because that is the best gift ever! And lets pretend that I haven't been dropping exactly that hint for the last, oh, four years now. The last time we purchased a new piece of furniture was when we bought the couch we will be replacing...eight years and three shades of taupe lighter ago.

We are now reacquainted with our honeymoon phase. He just racked up 50 points on the sexy meter with one sentence. The stud.