My husband asked me to find a gift for his boss' birthday. I don't know about you, but gifts for men always stump me. Since the boss, like my husband, is diabetic, I decided to go for roasted nuts.
Have you ever met a man who doesn't love nuts?
(Correct me if I'm wrong, but I was taught that when you give "up" the chain of command, your gift should be more of a token than a lavish expense.)
Oh, no! My stash of tins evaporated. The thrift store had only this printed tin left, but beggars can't be choosers. I glued a circle of wrapping paper over the logo.