My birthday is tomorrow. I'm close to 30. (Who says close has to be "less than"?)
All week my family has been pestering me for gift ideas. When I say pester, I mean that in a loving, yet call screening sort of way. They literally won't take "nothing" as an appropriate response to the question. I have everything I need, most of the things I want, and unless they can afford to send me on a posh trip to the Figi Islands in one of those little thatch roof huts on the water with a peek-a-boo hole in the floor to the tropical fish and a personal waiter to bring me fruity drinks and mango - please, save your pennies for a rainy day! I want my kids to make me a card. period. While I totally appreciate the gesture, I have more stuff than I can keep up with in my house already:)
Ok, maybe a card AND a back rub from hubby that lasts more than 4 minutes. Is that being too greedy?
Then...I sat down at my computer to patiently wait for my embroidery machine to hammer out a last minute addition to my cat woman costume and I found this! It just makes me happy.
So this is what I want for my birthday. If anyone is still asking. Thanks;)
