Later that day we drove around for an hour with some friends in the Davy Crockett National Forest, searching for the Earthship a New York friend was helping to build, but to no avail. (Nathan found it the next day, and it sounds like we won't have to live in one after all.) When we arrived home, disappointed and tired, I hopped out of the car and walked to the front door. And what should I see on the stoop but a package that had been delivered by FedEx, unwrapped and plainly visible for anyone to see.
(This photo is an approximation, obviously, as it's wrapped and clearly not in a box. But you get the idea.)
When I saw the box sitting there, I turned to Nathan, my mouth hanging open in shock. He took one look at the package, and said "Fuck." Now, I understand his disappointment - he's a broke graduate student, he saved up for months to buy me the appliance of my dreams, and he couldn't wait to see the look on my face when I opened it on Christmas day. All those plans, ruined by one lazy FedEx employee. On the other hand - I HAVE A KITCHEN AID MIXER! And we all know how I feel about Kitchen Aid mixers. (Also, I can put off marriage for a while longer. While I'm sure that wasn't Nathan's intention with this gift, one must wonder...)
I have already used my mixer once - I made pizza dough on Sunday night and it was awesome. And while the surprise may have been ruined, my excitement, glee and unadulterated joy have not been dampened one bit. This is officially the best present I have ever received in all my life - even better than the water cooler Nathan gave me for my birthday three years ago! - and I am so glad to have a nice, caring and generous boyfriend. Not to mention a Kitchen Aid mixer.