For the last few weeks, my honey Kenny has been peppering any talk of my birthday with puppy dog eyes and apologies like ‘ I wish your birthday gift was here in time for your actual birthday.’
I really don’t want for much. I am a very fortunate soul. The only thing I’d been buzzing on about for the last few weeks was a pair of shoes. They just happen to be faaaar too expensive and many might argue far too ugly to wear in public.
To me, that’s a lot of loot for a pair of shoes that don’t serve a special purpose like say, a motorcycle boot. I’ve toyed with the idea of buying these stupid shoes for myself. I’ve danced around the ‘add to cart’ button, come to my senses and closed the web browser on more than one occasion. I’m not nice to my things. I don’t covet them or give them special treatment. I break them, I use them up and I ruin them. That’s just my way. So $345 is out of my league.
Gift giving around the Fuzzmop house has often been about getting each other the things we know we wouldn’t buy for ourselves. As Chloe and Kenny exchanged knowing glances with each other over the last week, I settled into a satisfying guilt certain that they’d ordered those expensive shoes for me.
When I walked up to the front door after work today, my daughter Chloe was in the grips of a full wiggle-dance on the other side of the glass. I opened the door and she set off running with the words “Mom, you have to come to the garage!” trailing behind her. I followed her in.
“Happy Birthday, Mom!”
The Best Kept Secret
My family bought me a 09′ Suzuki DRZ 400. Apparently just about everyone in my immediate universe knew this secret plan was in motion. I am amazed at how much effort the people in my life go through to make me happy. I was and am, stunned and humbled by all of this.
So How is It?
I don’t know but I can’t wait to find out! Of course I had to head out for a quick ride just to see what everything felt like. It’s a whole other animal than I am used to. My preliminary ride was across the front lawn and around the block. I’m hoping this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. I guess I’ll have to get myself some new boots after all…