I’m getting a new gas grill for Father’s Day. My old one died. The reason I know I will be getting a new grill is because my wife dragged me to Lowe’s to pick one out. Naturally. Nancy didn’t like the El Cheapo one I chose. I always get the cheap ones because – no matter how much you pay – they only last 3 years. Then those little jets that shoot the juice to the flames tucker out and even the Gas Logs guys can’t get them to work.
But Nancy liked the shiny, stainless-steel grill with 4 burners and a warming unit to the side. So that’s what I am getting and because of the price, she said that that was all I was getting.
Not even a tie?
Nope, not even a tie. The grill – that was it.
Then I asked if maybe she could wrap it so I would be surprised.
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