My Mother's Day Present and My Father's Day Revenge

To fully understand this story, I need to start by telling you that for my birthday 2 years ago, Patrick gave me wireless bluetooth headphones. I thought the idea was kind of neat. I tried them and to be totally honest, did not like them. If and when I want to use headphones, I don't want to worry about whether or not they are charged. Besides, they were big and did not stay nicely on my ears. Patrick was just too happy to take them from me and that was that. I never saw them or spoke about them again.
...Fast forward to Mother's Day 2008. Patrick hands me a box and I get all happy about what could be in there. Maybe the I-phone I so desperately desire or perhaps tickets for a cruise around the Greek islands... No, that would not come in a box.
Well. I proceed to open the box and what do I find... bluetooth wireless headphones. I was perplexed. I did not understand... "Schatz (that is my pet name for Patrick), I don't know if you remember this or not, but this is exactly what you gave me 2 years ago for my birthday".
Patrick: "Oh yes, I know, but I lost them, so I wanted to replace them".
It is truly not often that I am speechless, but this was one of those occasions. He remembered that once, months ago, I was watching Meet the Press on a Sunday morning at 8:00 a.m. and he told me to lower the volume. I did and added that I needed headphones for the TV so I would not wake him up on Sundays.
I laughed about the situation and decided right then and there not to get mad... but to get even.

I thought long and hard about what would be the perfect Father's Day gift for my thoughtful, sweet husband (yeah, right!).
Susan suggested pearl earrings. I could say that they are cuff links. Of course, when he is not wearing them, well I could use them as...mmm...earrings? That would have been way too obvious.
I believe I found the most adequate gift for the occasion! I gave him an evening out. I got a babysitter and made reservations to a wonderful upscale restaurant in San Francisco, followed with tickets to Hairspray, The Musical.
I, of course, was going to love it. Patrick? Well, he was welcome to like it, but if he didn't... oh well, that would be just so sad. ;)
We went and during the intermission I asked him if I had done a good job planning my revenge and he told me that I hadn't because he was enjoying himself and that our "date" had been a great idea. I guess Patrick might not be too thoughtful, but he is smart!