Hippie hooray BigD came home today! You know what that means... time to spill the beans. Wanted to have some fun with it, so since I always have a couple pressies for him upon return, it seemed only fitting to sneak in a special gift. First was a t-shirt from our recent fishing trip. Nothing too special. Then was an unwrapped shoebox. "I already have a pair of these" he said. Yea no duh, I used the same box. "Well you know how I can't refuse a deal!" I explained. Upon opening the box he found a pair of tiny baby Keens (we both have gone through numerous pairs of this brand of shoes) along with a note reading "You're gonna be a Poppo!". I tried to record the event, but I managed to aim the camera right at his crotch plus I had it on macro mode, so not really usable footage, just audio. Here's the breakdown:
D "Ha ha ha haaaa. How funny! They're cute little things. Are you getting dogs?"
H "Did you read it?"
D "Yea, cool."
H "I wanted to tell you in person."
D "Yea, I'm here."
H "We did it!"
D "Cool. You're on. And I get a t-shirt."
At this point BigD gives me a big and and says "Congratulations, now you're getting an organic food processor!" I replied "
That's what you have to say to me?" We had a big laugh and then BigD stuck his stinky foot in my face.
See? Wasn't waiting and telling him in person worth it? (sigh)
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