How the Hubby Stole Christmas...

So, our diswasher broke. For the 4th time. The past 3 times G has put his handy man skills to good use and has repaired it/unclogged it/cast a spell on it and made it work again.

Also, I should mention while googling to find that image, i also found this:

Ummmmm... that pic is soon to be my MTV "True Life" story people. Because this time, according to G, le dishwasher is done. "For good". #ripdishwasher #theregoesmymanicure

Soooo, last night, in discussing whether or not we should a) just replace said dishwasher or b) spend the money and replace all the appliances with stainless steel #sochic the following conversation ensued.

me: Let's try to hold out til Black Friday to get the appliances. It's only a few weeks. Maybe we'll get a better deal.
G: OK, and I know what I want for my birthday, a microwave. And we can get the fridge and stove as our Christmas presents to each other.
me: (insert sad face). OK, i guess that's the smart thing to do...
G: Ok, so NO other presents to each other then.
me: What?! Not even like a $20 something so we can open something on Christmas??? --- said in the most whiny pathetic voice possible.

And here is the piece de resistance.

G: You will be opening the new refrigerator everyday, you don't need to open anything else.


Well played sir, well. played.

And that my friends is how the grinch hubby grinch-hubby stole Christmas.