So my husband and I are moving and the whole ordeal has been one disaster after another since December. Everything said and done, we didn't get a place to live until today.
My husband had to go to the city we're moving to on Tuesday, while I am still at our apartment packing and caring for our zoo. He called me this morning to tell me he signed the lease for our new place and then he says, "Hey. I got a present for you. The neighbors were having a garage sale and guess what I found? Ponies."
Yep. My husband in all his manliness went to the garage sale next door and looked for ponies. Then he called me on the phone in the middle of public and started describing their cutie marks to me (he has a crappy flip phone, so no pictures) so that I could identify the ponies he had purchased for me. Ha ha!
After I identified them, he said, "I got you some ponies so that our new house will feel like home." D'aww!
For the curious cats, I identified the 3 ponies as 2005 McDonald's Pinkie Pie (he knows who she is!), 2005 McDonald's Butterscotch & Rainbow Flash (not sure which set/pose).
Anyone else got an "Aww!" story of husbands being awesome?