My eldest, Aaron, comes home late tomorrow for Fall Break. We’ll be celebrating his birthday while he’s here. He’s nearly always been hard to shop for, since he never went through a “gimme, gimme” phase. Now that he’s nineteen I don’t try to surprise him anymore. If money weren’t an object I’d buy him a fabulous new car, which he’d immediately disassemble and reassemble for fun. As I’ve been brainstorming ideas for his birthday I haven’t come up with a lot of ideas for him, but I have come up with a few for little ol’ me:
I know, how could you not want a giant metal chicken- right? If you don’t follow the Bloggess you may not have heard the story of Beyonce, the five-foot-tall metal chicken. Ever since I read it I’ve been obsessed with owning a large metal fowl. Unfortunately, so has the rest of the world, so they’re not easy to come by.
I’ve always wanted a Newfie. And, of course, what I really need right now is another big dog I can’t walk, preferable one who sheds a lot and eats enough to feed a small herd of beef cattle. But they’re so cute!
Every woman in her mid-forties wants a treehouse, right? No Botox, no sports car, this is my version of a mid-life crisis – an overwhelming desire for a treehouse.
A trip to Italy. This should include Venice, some time in the Tuscan countryside, and a visit to the Vatican.
Maybe. Would the s’mores crumbs clog the hot tub filter? I’d hate to sit there worrying about that.
Antique moonstone necklace. Because I adore moonstones and I guarantee I’d be the only one at The Dollar Tree wearing this.
A pair of fuzzy slippers just like the ones in my blog header. I’ve hunted all over the internet and can’t find anything close. They must exist somewhere!
Kindle Fire. Oh, yeah – come to momma!
Linking this puppy up to Top Ten Tuesdays and Share Your Awesome on Friday and anywhere else I can think to link it that some stranger might want to send me an expensive gift. This was a pretty fun post to write. What are your ideal gifts?