Clueless in Camouflage

When we just left off in the story the girl was swept off her feet by the boy and the romantic evening he planned of playing badminton, eating ice cream, and dancing underneath the stars.  We continue on with this story with a repost from a few years ago:

We got on the subject earlier today when we were in Sunday school.  Someone was talking about how the longer you walk with God the easier it is to hear his voice, and how early on it can be like shopping for a gift for someone you've just started dating; you just have no idea what would really please this special person in your life.

Alex and I just turned to each other and laughed.

You see, once upon a time in a not so distant past, a happy boy who had just gotten the girl of his dreams to agree to be his girlfriend was walking with said girlfriend around a Cabelas.  This particular couple, having a shared interest in outdoor gear, found themselves in this Cabelas as part of a date.

Now it must be explained that this happy boy, eager to please this wonderful girl who had so caught his fancy, had primed himself to pick up on the slightest hint of what sorts of gifts his ladyfriend would most enjoy.  So when she (sarcastically) mentioned how functional and neat the camouflage polos they had just walked past would be (quoth the girl, "You could wear it golfing or hunting"), the boy thought he had struck upon the ultimate gift.

Imagine the boy's surprise when, a couple months later, this merry couple found themselves in this same Cabelas (this couple seems to really like outdoor equipment), and upon his mentioning that he didn't see any camouflaged polos, the object of his hearts desire said, "This is the women's section.  Women wouldn't wear anything as gaudy and awful as that."  The boy, having already purchased the garment in question, felt his spirits fall as he replied, "I have a confession to tell you."

At this point, his lady friend had no idea what confession was about to pour forth... this new boyfriend may be about to tell  about his criminal past or that he has a fatal illness or that.. who knows.   When he made the confession that he had indeed purchased a camo polo for the girl's upcoming birthday she started to laugh... in relief or disbelief...and continued to laugh...and is still laughing about it today.

Sure enough a few weeks later this girl unwrapped a camouflage polo with a poem that read "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, we've hung out for a while, but I still shop with no clue".

Now the boy had done his research.  He had asked three or four people to consult about his purchase and even contacted the girl's brother who was out of the country at the time to determine the correct size.  (Why he thought her brother would have a clue about size is still a mystery.)  Even though the polo was truthfully gaudy and awful, and the lady friend neither hunts nor golfs (so much for functionality), this gift was incredibly thoughtful.  The boy did his research, picked up on small hints (okay they may not have been hints at all but still give him credit), and should get bonus points for originality.  It is definitely one of the more memorable gifts exchanged in this relationship and the retelling of the story has garnered its share of laughs.

Anyway, we hope you enjoyed this story.  This might be the first time in our relationship that the concept of love conquering all- in this case, fashion deficiencies- played itself out, but it certainly won't be the last.  With that thought, Omnia Vincit Amor!