Last Wednesday night the Husboy and I were reminiscing about our past Christmases together and what we had gotten for each other each year. At some point the conversation went like so:
Me: "What about your sweater I knit you?"
Him: "Oh yeah! I love that sweater!"
Me: "You've never worn it."
Him: "But the weather is perfect for it now."
Me: "Ha, you don't even know where it is."
Me: "You don't know where it is."
Him: "Yes I do, I think it's in the closet somewhere."
Me: "I'll tell you what. It's 7:02. If you can find it by 7:05 I will give you $50 dollars and (insert special marital activity here).
Poor thing didn't find it until 7:15, but he wore it out afterward and received many compliments. Little consolation for him, lots of giggling for me.