My husband recently turned 28 (wow, that seems wrongly old to me- I know in perspective, it's quite young, but still). For his birthday, I bought him a remote control (yeah, I know- lame). My husband is practical and he hates non-practical gifts so I thought it would be perfect since Jacob broke our old remote. And I didn't just buy ANY remote, I bought him a "Flick." It's like a wii remote. The motion of your hand does all the good stuff: change channels, adjust volume, play, pause and stop. It might have been an ok gift, if it worked for our tv...
My in-laws totally surpassed me this year though. They got my husband the ultimate manly gift- a weed wacker. It has a motor. It's loud. And it's practical. My husband was freakishly over-joyed. I just had to hang my head in shame for being outdone by so much. The best part of this gift, however, is not the fact that it will lead to the destruction of all the weeds in our yard. The best part of this particular weed wacker is it's incredibly unfortunate name:
Sorry, not a great picture.
Embarassingly, I was the only one in the room who thought the name was hilarious. As I pointed and laughed hysterically, everyone else looked at me with disgusted expressions as if to say, "how old are you? 12?!" So, of course...I had to share this with the blogging world.
A weed wacker named "shaft trimmer?" Who comes up with this stuff?