Well, it turns out that he did think it out pretty well. My vehicle is out of warranty, just hit 100,000 miles and has had problems since we drove it off the lot. Lately it's only been small things, but they can nickle and dime you to death.

There are a lot of incentives out there, there's a former military discount, a discount through his employer (manufactures auto parts) and the normal dealer incentives; for the price of a decent used car, he can get a new car. So I'm on the fence now. My car will be paid off in the spring. With the economy being what it is, I don't like the idea of taking on a new debt. Or in this case extending the debt we have from 5 months to four years. (He ran the numbers and the car payment would remain the same.)

Generally speaking I don't like gifts. My daughter handed out her gifts last night. She was very frustrated, when she asked what I wanted I answered her honestly... I wanted some spatulas and some slippers. I like practical stuff. I don't know what happened to all of my spatulas, but I never remember to pick them up when I go shopping.

It's not that I'm a control freak. He'd been pointing out all of the cute dogs he's been seeing lately and my first thought was he was going to surprise me with another dog.

The fuss is that I ruined the surprise. I was supposed to walk out to get in the car to head up to my mother's for Christmas and find a new car in my spot.