But it's a SEKRIT Mommy!
Nov. 8th, 2010 12:05 pmCould this get any more classic.
My 50th birthday is next Sunday.
This last Saturday, I *had* to take the cats in to be de-flea'd. This was beyond heinous and the moment funds were available, had to take precedence. Did not think this is a trip for the whole family and told Jim that. His mouth made the 'oh' shape and assured me he could find something else for him and kid to do.
When they get home (because I beat them there, three cats in carriers and all), I am accosted by a small child flailing around a BRIGHT red bag, who shows it to me and then takes each item out of it, one at a time, say 'here, here and HERE' as he empties my anniversary present into my lap. Um, no gift wrap next time Dad? "Here's your surprise Mommy!"
It's a very red billfold I have yet to move my existing wallet contents over to, but that's coming. This is the ninth anniversary - leather is appropriate.
It would also appear that they got my birthday present as well because when Jim tried to head him off, "Don't tell Mommy about - " his reward was "No, I won't tell Mommy it's a IPOD because IT'S A SEKRIT!"
Cut to Jim, mortified, me laughing. I just stop laughing long enough to tell Jim one more time that five is just not there yet cognitively to understand secrets and such. Sure looks like it, but no. Not yet.
Sunday afternoon, he was very sure I knew it was an iPod and that it's RED. And that it was a SEKRIT, Mommy. Oh very yes, darling. It's a total secret, you and me baby. Uh huh.
So I suspect iPod accessories and application suggestions will be welcome. *laughs*
I'll put this out there, because if you don't ask, you don't get - but this is the big five-o next Sunday and some funds have arrived just in time for me to punt and figure out what I can do with only three days to plan it. I'm thinking tiki crawl. I'm thinking bowling.
I have wishlists everywhere.
First up,
shadesong has published her annual mall of wonders and I don't see anything there I wouldn't love. Really really.
I have ordered myself somethings off my Amazon Wish List - one of them had been there since 2003. Here, have a look. Filter the 'purchased items' if you would, while you're at it.
The wish list over at ThinkGeek is under kyburg AT earthlink DOT com.
The wish list over at JList? Probably has it under kyburg AT gmail DOT com. Can't tell because the server they use to host images? Oh mi GHAD my firewall at work thinks that's the most ebilist PR0N site on the nets, just saying.
It's a secret.
DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED.
In all honesty, I'd be delighted if you stopped smoking. Yes, again. Send some bucks to ModestNeeds.org, shoot.
I've already made the command decision that kid will be in care Sunday night.
It's Monday. My last week in my forties. Feels a lot like the last week of my thirties, you want my opinion.
My 50th birthday is next Sunday.
This last Saturday, I *had* to take the cats in to be de-flea'd. This was beyond heinous and the moment funds were available, had to take precedence. Did not think this is a trip for the whole family and told Jim that. His mouth made the 'oh' shape and assured me he could find something else for him and kid to do.
When they get home (because I beat them there, three cats in carriers and all), I am accosted by a small child flailing around a BRIGHT red bag, who shows it to me and then takes each item out of it, one at a time, say 'here, here and HERE' as he empties my anniversary present into my lap. Um, no gift wrap next time Dad? "Here's your surprise Mommy!"
It's a very red billfold I have yet to move my existing wallet contents over to, but that's coming. This is the ninth anniversary - leather is appropriate.
It would also appear that they got my birthday present as well because when Jim tried to head him off, "Don't tell Mommy about - " his reward was "No, I won't tell Mommy it's a IPOD because IT'S A SEKRIT!"
Cut to Jim, mortified, me laughing. I just stop laughing long enough to tell Jim one more time that five is just not there yet cognitively to understand secrets and such. Sure looks like it, but no. Not yet.
Sunday afternoon, he was very sure I knew it was an iPod and that it's RED. And that it was a SEKRIT, Mommy. Oh very yes, darling. It's a total secret, you and me baby. Uh huh.
So I suspect iPod accessories and application suggestions will be welcome. *laughs*
I'll put this out there, because if you don't ask, you don't get - but this is the big five-o next Sunday and some funds have arrived just in time for me to punt and figure out what I can do with only three days to plan it. I'm thinking tiki crawl. I'm thinking bowling.
I have wishlists everywhere.
First up,
I have ordered myself somethings off my Amazon Wish List - one of them had been there since 2003. Here, have a look. Filter the 'purchased items' if you would, while you're at it.
The wish list over at ThinkGeek is under kyburg AT earthlink DOT com.
The wish list over at JList? Probably has it under kyburg AT gmail DOT com. Can't tell because the server they use to host images? Oh mi GHAD my firewall at work thinks that's the most ebilist PR0N site on the nets, just saying.
It's a secret.
DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED.
In all honesty, I'd be delighted if you stopped smoking. Yes, again. Send some bucks to ModestNeeds.org, shoot.
I've already made the command decision that kid will be in care Sunday night.
It's Monday. My last week in my forties. Feels a lot like the last week of my thirties, you want my opinion.