The Man I Live With, Part 6

The man I live with is kinda hard to shop for. Although he is, for the most part, simple in his wants and needs. Everything he likes he already has plenty of, or it's out of our budget right now. I would like to get him some nice new nifty gadget for his ibook. He already has an ipod but I'm sure there's other neat Mac stuff available. He is a photographer sometimes, I'd also like to get him some new camera equipment.

He teases me all the time about my near-fetish for thick cotton socks - I have poor circulation so wear socks all the time for my cold feet - I'm all the time taking his socks whenever I'm out or lose them or whatever. I change my socks 2 -3 times a day and practically drool over thick cotton socks. He affectionately calls me his sock thief or the sock bandit. So I had to get the man I live with a bunch of socks, inside I put 'from your sock thief'.

He likes thick wooly sweaters in the winter so I got a few of those, and sewed him a throw to wear around in the old drafty house we live in. And I got him tools to replace the ones our sons lost this past summer tinkering around in the garage and working on their crafts and stuff. One more thing, I'll go out tomorrow to search for something that feels like him.
He has been so sweet so far this winter, which really means a lot to me. He takes the kids out alot and plays with them in the snow. The man I live with has done most of the holiday shopping, calling me frequently from his cell asking What should he get? How about this? I am grateful, I hate go out in winter weather. Earlier today he caught me around the waist and yelled 'Mistletoe!' holding up a sprig from the Christmas tree. I laughed and laughed, then kissed him hard.