The top item on my Christmas list this year was something 100% of you would never ask Santa for:
The current one doesn’t resemble the one pictured here, but it has been in the house since it was constructed some 25 years ago, so it’s not one of those sophisticated, high efficiency, low water type such as grace our master bathroom and powder room.
Did my husband, I mean, Santa, get my #1 gift choice?
Not on your life. Instead he gifted me with a portable electronic device from a company that rhymes with Dapple.
I guess I’ll just have to find a use for it to honor the generosity of the best husband a woman could ever hope for.
Lest you think I measure generosity with dollar signs, read further.
My husband of almost sixteen years exhibits a generosity that looks very much like love, acceptance, and daily thoughtfulness. As a matter of fact, he has a way of gifting me in ways that far surpass the value of any Dapple product. In essence, he is the gift that keeps on giving.
He just wants me to be happy, and for some reason, he thought Dapple would do a better job of that than a toilet ever could.
I guess he thinks he knows me better than I know myself.
He’s probably right.
But come May I’ll be resubmitting my wish for a new bathroom toilet for my birthday.
Don’t know what to expect if he again doesn’t grant my wish.
Nah, he’s already given me that.