B'day aftermath

[moonwise]

It was a very very nice evening last night, full of happy surprises.

My husband cooked me dinner (he's a better cook than me, heh heh) and bought me an orange and chocolate mousse cake for dessert. Yum! He'd been wiggly all night, asking over and over about when to have presents. Finally after cake, I opened a little box that I expected to have jewelry in it. I'm a jewelry junkie and it's never a bad bet, so...

There wasn't any jewelry in the box. There was a little note.

The note said, "This is not your present! Go to the living room!"

So I did. And there was a big box on the couch/futon.

And in the wrapping paper there was....

my new PS2! yaaaaaaay!

After we got finished unpacking it, hooking it up, and testing it out (I think I'm going to lose my husband to GT3 - he was all over it) he looked at me and said sth like "You should know this doesn't mean that you're always going to get your way by being stubborn and persistent."

I just smiled.

Comments

Drat

[wickedorin.livejournal.com]

Dammit. If I'd gotten online earlier I could have wished you a happy birthday and not sounded like such an idiot doing so so late. *grin* Ummm... *hands her a picture of some nice jewelry and another of a big cake*

Lucky you and your PS2. Let me know when you break it. *grin*

Re: Drat

[arafel.livejournal.com]

Oh don't worry about it! :) thanks for the scans, I think I need to look at cake rather than eat it after the weekend. Too much sugar.

The PS2 will be broken whenever my husband and I get a fighter like Tekken Tag and I throw the controller at him.