The KingofHearts gave me one of them there Star Trek books for Mother's Day.  I had given him one for our anniversary last month, mostly to stave off his book hoarding problem so some archeologist doesn't unearth our mummified bodies one day many thousands of years in the future and assume we were some sort of royalty, buried in a ritualistic fashion meant to transport our knowledge with us into the afterlife.  

I wasn't really thinking that I'd want one for myself when I got him his, but it's one of those presents that you never knew you wanted, but then once you have it, you're all, "how did I not know I needed this?"

The Caterpillar feels the same way about her new hat.