Orpheus is…

My baby is wonderful. He takes care of me as much as he can, and I try hard to give him what he needs. Though I’m better off now than I have been in years, I am still in no position to spoil Orpheus rotten, but he does his best to spoil me in very sweet, free ways. He gets me books at the library that he thinks I’ll like, and recommends reads, as well as discussing books we’ve both read (which isn’t always fun for him… My background is in policy analysis, so I see the world as a sick social machine that rejects the weak by default. He’s patient, deity bless him). The neatest example of what he’s picked up for me of late is an old CD-ROM based off Julia Child’s PBS series where she cooks with a new chef each episode, as a guest in their kitchen. It’s awesome, as it has recommendations for kitchen tools she couldn’t do without, recommendations for basic knife sets, etc. It’s hot. It makes me wet. Thus, Orpheus has made me hot and wet, and should be rewarded… ;-)
Because of his constant sweet, thoughtful attentions, I’m having a hard time figuring out what to get him for Christmas. I know what he likes, but he seems to take care of getting new music and movies before I have a chance to, and doesn’t like to own any but “important” books. He very rarely re-reads anything, so I guess that makes sense. He has more or less everything he needs, and I just can’t afford most of the stuff he “wants,” more’s the pity. He has given me some ideas, but I’d like to do something special for him that isn’t cooking, or giving him Bluetooth earphones so he can watch movies on his computer while I sleep. I mean, for his birthday I gave him a gig of RAM and did the install… He needed it, and is far happier with his computer than he’s ever been before, but it wasn’t really a “WOW!” gift situation. I want to give O. something that shows that I care for him deeply, like cooking, but less delicious. He does “need” a couple things, but I already gave him his stocking stuffer (decent paring knives… Henckles International with a molded grip. He didn’t have any small task blades that could cut a tomato without half-crushing it), and I don’t want to give him another boring household something.
So, I guess that means I’m soliciting comments, ‘cause I’m lost. Please help me with gift ideas! It should be obvious to you all that I’m a horrible gift-giver by now. Impart your wisdom, I beg of you! Otherwise all will be lost, and I’ll just have to give O. his Bluetooth headset, then cover him in chocolate as the fun part of the gift. Wait…