Love is in the air, chocolates on every shelf and flower delivery trucks being unloaded at every corner. Yup you guessed , it is valentine season and for most the day is a scheduled day once a year that like it or not you are required to fill your heart with love and spend money, many of you may not have on gushy cards, mushy teddy bears that hold the key to your heart and all that other mumble jumble.
One question that I always wonder is what I am required to buy the man in my life. Well lets see…
flowers–yeah right he doesn’t even get me flowers
chocolate- that may work but it seems overdone
a game- I know, what am I thinking that would just be punishment for me
a card- he hates cards
tools- well I am kind of tool illiterate and he would just say stop while I’m ahead
something pretty for me– well theres an idea I could get used to

well for any of you women out there that are stumped on what to get your man here are a few suggestions I came across on line and couldn’t resist to include…

If you cannot afford a cordless drill, buy him anything with the word ratchet or socket in it. Men love saying those two words. “Hey George, can I borrow your ratchet?” “OK. By-the-way, are you through with my 3/8-inch socket yet?” No one knows why.

When in doubt - buy him a cordless drill.

Buy men label makers. Almost as good as cordless drills. Within a couple of weeks there will be labels absolutely everywhere. “Socks. Shorts. Cups. Saucers. Door. Lock. Sink.” You get the idea. No one knows why.

Never buy a man anything that says “some assembly required” on the box. It will ruin his Special Day and he will always have parts left over.

Men enjoy danger. That’s why they never cook - but they will barbecue. Get him a monster barbecue with a 100-pound propane tank. Tell him the gas line leaks. “Oh the thrill! The challenge! Who wants a hamburger?”

It’s hard to beat a really good wheelbarrow or an aluminum extension ladder. Never buy a real man a step ladder. It must be an extension ladder. No one knows why.

Rope. Men love rope. It takes us back to our cowboy origins, or at least The Boy Scouts. Nothing says love like a hundred feet of 3/8″ manilla rope. No one knows why.

Hope I could help…

Tags: Love, valentine, spend money, something pretty