Friday, September 14, 2007

I'm married to a crazy man.

...and I'm kind of crazy, myself.


Waaaay back, when we lived in Hawaii, we were at a knife and gun show one afternoon (the one they hold every year at the Blaisdell), and I spotted a knife very similar to the one on the left in the above photo, a pink Spyderco Delicia. I thought it was hysterically funny, because the Navy SEALs that the husbeast worked with carried knives nearly identical, except twice as big, and black. The whole day, I laughed over it, calling it 'the girl knife'. So at the end of the afternoon, the husbeast went and bought it for me. (From The Aloha Melting Pot, the same place I got most of my jewelry when they were at the Stadium flea market.)

I thought having a knife was ridiculous, but I started carrying it and was shocked to find out how handy it was. It made up for a lot of my hand problems; I used it to hack into everything from boxes to bags of pretzels. When I took horticulture class, I used it to graft hibiscus (by the time I left Leeward Community College, a lot of kids in the Hawaiian Studies program had begun carrying variations of my knife, because they'd seen how useful mine was). Then, when we moved from Hawaii back to the mainland, somewhere in the chaos, it disasppeared. Not only was I sad to have lost the knife I used so much, I was sad to lose something with such good memories attatched to it. After hunting for several months through boxes and bags, we finally realized the husbeast had accidentally thrown it away at Christmas, in a pile of wrapping paper. (I'd been using the knife to open my presents.)

He went right out to buy me a new one.

Unfortunately, he couldn't. Spyderco was no longer manufacturing pink knives. (For some reason, they didn't sell. I can't imagine why.) So instead, he bought me the blue one on the right in the photo. So for the last two or three years, I've been carrying a blue knife (it comes in very handy for cutting up food into baby-sized bites), and though I never would have admitted it, I still missed my pink one. The blue knife was darn useful, but it just wasn't as hilariously feminine as the pink one had been. Little did I know, the husbeast had read my mind, and was relentlessly hunting eBay, hoping one would go up for sale. Eventualy, one did, and he snatched it up, just in time for my birthday next month. So now I've got my Girl Knife back.

He won't tell me what he paid for it.

I don't want to know.

12 comments:

Caroline said...

Just wanted to say that my blog is finally back on the web, so could you please add a link to my name in the Strikke-Along list? Thanks! :)

Amy Lane said...

Whatever he paid for it, times it about a billion, and you'd still not come close to the worth of such a rare and valuable husbeast... that's almost a hallmark card (for crazy women with girlie knives:-)

Sarah said...

ahhh, he's so sweet. And it's kind of fun to have a girly knife, isn't it.

Kelly said...

I love my spyderco knife. I used to carry it all the time. I never knew they came in pink though. Mines black.

stella said...

random statement of the day...

i love this blog!

Rachel H said...

He's a keeper.

But if your birthday's NEXT month, how come you've already got it?

roz said...

cuz she used the blue knife to sneak a peek into the ebay box, duh! it's birthday time, all the time!

tools are a good thing.

Donna Lee said...

You carry that around and nobody makes you give it up? We were going to a concert and my swiss army knife was in my purse (where it belongs so it is handy when I need it) and they made me give it up. I have had to give it up in the library and other places. It was all part of the post 9/11 hysteria. Maybe it wouldn't be such a problem now but a few years ago, I almost stopped carrying it. Almost. Now, I have my leatherman tool and I love it almost as much...I love the pink knife.

Teresa said...

For some reason that strikes me as incredibly romantic.

Christy said...

awww, that's so nice of him. :)

I bought my husband a spyderco knife when we got married (the cricket, i think it's called), and he LOVES it to pieces.

When I was employed in a more technical position, I used to carry my leatherman, and found it sooo useful for everyday stuff.

Janelle said...

I love this story. Congrats on having a pink knife again!

Alwen said...

Awwww, now that man's a keeper!