I let my husband built a pole barn. Cosigning a refi on your mortgage is so romantic, no?
If I knew all the extras that it needed ( electricity, stairs going to the second level, insulation, concrete flooring, plasma screen tv & barcalounger. Ok, the last two were made up, but I wouldn’t doubt him trying to sneek that into the barn.) I would have had him submit his request for this in quadruplicate and itemized. Yeah, there I go again, being a buzzkill.
Let’s see…great gifts that I’ve gotten my wife.
I bought her a matress warmer. Since it has duel controls, I can leave my side off, while she can turn it as high as she wants it so that her tootsies can stay warm.
I made her a photo album thing. Took pictures of her and I as children, and wrote it like a kids story…you know…“Once upon a time, there was a little boy…”…then put the photos through the story, leading up to when we met. The page that had our wedding photo on it, I took apart one of those talking picture frame things, and recorded our wedding song on it, and inserted it between the pages, so that it plays when she opens that page…pretty nifty gift if I do say so myself.
I also made her a CD that had me doing things to music…kind of like a personal music video. One of the clips was me dancing around, another was a kind of sad, quiet song, then a silly one. That was a lot of work, filming, capturing to the computer, editing, and syncing to the music, but worth it to see the smile on her face the first time she played it.
Other significant gifts? A nice BBQ grill, a day at the spa, and every damn Friends DVD set that’s available now.
:eek: 
Please, for the love of all that is holy, tell me more about this machine.
Pleaaaase!
Two years ago, I was in the hospital through most of November. I had had surgery on my food and couldn’t drive for a couple months after.
My wife’s birthday is early December. I went online and ordered a jade rabbit through Ebay (she collects rabbits). She tells me all the time that that’s her favorite gift because she didn’t expect anything since I couldn’t go out and get it.
Christmas the year before last: front row seats for The Producers during its Chicago run. My wife is a major Nathan Lane fan, and whenever he was in a Broadway show we would talk about flying out to NY to see it (which was pure wishful thinking, considering the logistics involved because of her wheelchair). When the show was announced and she heard what the ticket prices were, she said they were too expensive and she didn’t want me spending that much money. So of course I had to get them.
I get my husband stereo equipment and hot rod stuff, which he is thrilled by. The best gift he ever gave me was when he spent his hot rod money on an emerald bracelet I admired when we were at the mall. His romantic moments are few and far between, and very memorable.
He also gets me good computer stuff.