Today I'm thinking the worst part of Christmas and birthday time is trying to decide what you want. You know how everyone asks you "What do you want for your birthday/Christmas?" I never know what to say. Sometimes it's easier to decide what to give someone else than to decide what you want to receive. It's killing me, I tell you. Last year I told Troy to give me a cheese grater (nothing fancy, just something he can get a KMart) and this year I think it's going to be an ironing board cover. Real exciting, I know.
3 comments:
Man Ruth, you are EXCITING!! :)
I don't know what I want either. Hmmm...
Aren't I though? That's what I'm talking about!
Mike thinks I'm weird when I ask for things like that. He refuses to get me anything that helps me cook or clean as a gift. He thinks it's right up there with buying your chubby wife a treadmill of a gym membership. hahahahaaaaa!! To bad, cause I really want a steam cleaner for Christmas.
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