Monday, August 4, 2008

8/4/08---Its a cluster of birthdays!!!

Yeah, once again I've failed my readers by going a couple of weeks without writing.
Trust me...there's been drama (isn't there always?).  This time....drama I can't go into right now...but maybe later.  In the meantime....

We went up and visited America's favorite couple this past weekend---my parents!
Yep, we helped celebrate my Dad's 80th birthday!  Yikes almighty--8 decades worth!
It was also my parents last chance to see Andy before he heads off to college next week.  Whaaaaaaaaaa????
Yep, young Mr. Andrew is off to the Garden State next Wednesday--to the lovely town of Hoboken, NJ....home of Francis Albert Sinatra, thank you very much.

And tomorrow is my lovely wife Kim's birthday, so today--since I had the day off--I decided that I was going to surprise her and go up and take her to lunch.  That was, of course, before she told me that she was not going to be TAKING lunch and had to work at the doctor's office this afternoon.  DOH!  Change in plans time!  So I go up to the store, pick up a card, a nice plant in a vase//planter and a balloon.  So I'm off to visit, wherein I proceed to hit EVERY SINGLE TRAFFIC LIGHT in Broward County on the way.  I get there and ask her receptionist Sandy to page her for me so I can surprise her with the gifts.  Sandy plays it up like there's an emergency at the front desk, and Kim is on her way.  So while we're waiting, Sandy is looking at the plant, and tells me how nice it is.   Then she says.....somewhat ominously......
"Um, is there something you too haven't told me?"
"Whatta ya mean?"
"I mean the planter."
"What about it?"
"Well....it just that its.....um...."

At this point I see Kim rounding the corner...she sees me and smiles and then says:

"Why did you get me a planter for someone who had a baby?"

DOH!

We informed Sandy that Kim was NOT having a baby....but that her husband was apparently too stupid to realize the difference between a birthday planter and one that had BABY on it.

Ahem.

Happy Birthday honey.

Your schmookie.

Later,
Jeff

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