Michael's birthday is on Thursday and I'm rockin' it on the birthday gifts this year which is not like me at all. I'm a pathetic gift giver. I know the key to gift giving is listening and I do listen but my dearest is so quiet. I've been listening for any hint of a fine gift for months, I've even asked him directly, "Do you want anything special for your birthday this year?" which is the worst question ever because, you know, he said, "A router" without missing a beat.
I mulled over the router business for two days straight and then broke the sad, sad news to him that I was not going to be purchasing the one thing that he really wanted. I was pretty blunt because there was no other way.
"I want to tell you right now that I won't be giving you a router for your birthday so don't get your hopes up," which really, would be the perfect thing to say if I were going to get him the router but I'm not and I'm pretty sure he knows I'm not.
I can share with you that he is definitely getting a coconut cream pie on Thursday because boys love coconut cream pie. Other than that, mum's the word for now.
The most epic gift would be a trip out to the Judd Foundation in Marfa, TX. It's not going to happen anytime soon but it is a birthday idea that I keep in my back pocket for future years; years that we are bird free and have a 21st century automobile and can take a few days away without worrying that our linebacker of a rooster hasn't rammed the petsitter. It might happen yet.
It would be up there with the trip to the Frank Lloyd Wright house tour in Oak Park, Il. He liked that. He liked that a lot. The trip to Chicago afterwards wasn't bad either but it was a whirlwind visit. We took what should have been a 3 day trip and compressed into one day. Outings may be the best gifts.
I can see that this post quickly devolved into everything that Michael is not getting for his birthday. There will be no trips, no machinery, just mostly pie and a dog in costume (because that's definitely happening) and a few things that I really like and hope he does too. I love birthdays. Let the countdown begin!