August 1 will be the first day of the Famous S_____ Birthday Month Celebration.
I've been telling everyone I'm 47 all year, and technically I'm not 47 until well into August. (A point driven home by the frat boy who chatted me up during the Coldplay concert and then retreated when he had chatted enough to make me turn my face toward him.)
My brother Dave and my siblings-in-law have been quizzing me to see what I want. Given that Gary only buys technology for my birthdays and Christmas, I skipped the present negotiations with him. ("Candy? No you don't want that! A fusion cuisine cookbook? Gah! I'm not buying you that: remember the pea soup?") Instead I asked for a high-def TiVo. Pointless, since I've recently realized the high-def TV is useless if you don't have an accurate glasses prescription. (The Best Buy guys should just ask you the last time you went to the eye doctor if you show interest in HDTV.)
Ah well, at least tonight Dave called and had me walk him through the process of buying something on Amazon, including the "Let me read you two pages of fusion cookbook names and stop me when one sounds good." One of the books suddenly sounded very good when we went to page two.
And it isn't like I don't have any hobbies. I should be easy to buy gifts for. Hmph. I can usually find myself something to buy.
http://www.oliverkita.com/
How hard can it be? Srsly.
Posted by: Becs | July 28, 2009 at 04:53 AM
Strange guys were chatting you up at Coldplay? Where was I? You guys were probably talking over my head so I couldn't see.
Posted by: #0.75 | July 28, 2009 at 08:15 AM
You would be easy to shop for.
Posted by: Caroline | July 28, 2009 at 10:34 AM
Isn't it funny to advance your age before it's time. I've been doing that all year myself....saying I'm 35 when, really, I don't turn 35 until August 29.
I dunno.
Posted by: Erin G. | July 28, 2009 at 04:03 PM
You were chatted up by a younger guy? Never mind what happened next, enjoy that bit while it's still happening. I have a *cough* few years on you, and I am now invisible. It's surprisingly sad! (Sobs quietly)
Posted by: Big Dot | July 28, 2009 at 04:13 PM
I liked 35. I started being 35 when I was 34, and stayed 35 until I was 37.
I just make wish lists at various online sites and tell everyone where they are. It saves a lot of aggravation, since my husband does not like figuring out gifts (he doesn't mind the buying and giving, he just hates the thinking).
Posted by: Sherri | July 28, 2009 at 06:42 PM
Becs - Oh, cute! Did you see the Passover Mah Jong choclate treats?
.75 - Okay, clearly this needs a clarification post in a few days.
Caroline - Well, I'd think so.
Erin G - I guess it means we're confident enough that our age no longer matters to us.
Big Dot - It was a miscommunication. I know. I'm usually invisible.
Sherri - But it's the thinking that counts.
Posted by: TheQueen | July 29, 2009 at 01:26 AM
Ask for a Netbook and give it to me!
Posted by: #0.75 | July 29, 2009 at 08:06 AM
.75 - I don't even know what that is.
Posted by: TheQueen | July 30, 2009 at 12:30 AM
It's a baby laptop for surfing the net. I don't want an iPhone.
Posted by: #0.75 | July 30, 2009 at 07:09 AM