They did not!
So a little while ago, my mother sends me an email telling me that my birthday present will be arriving rather early this year. "Okay..." I responded, rather bemused. Well, this weekend a box arrived, marked "fragile" and with a markered picture of a cracked glass on it. Perhaps they bought me glassware...?
So I set the box aside until such time as I could call my parents, a task made slightly difficult due to my mother's decision to take my brothers and grandmother on a California roadtrip that makes the scheduling constraints of my recent NY/DC trip look like utter child's play (long story if you don't know our family politics, so I'll leave that at that).
Anyway, I call up my dad and ask if I should open my package now, or if I should wait until my birthday or a time when I can talk to him and Mom at the same time or what. I also mention that I am planning to vacuum. Dad says "Hey, I paid for it" and insists that I open it now, and also mentions that maybe I won't get around to vacuuming. I figure he's referring to the fact that I always hated vacuuming and tend to put off chores if at all possible, and get to work on the tape.
So I'm opening the box, and while I don't recognize the large black thing exactly on sight, I can certainly read what that disc says: Final Fantasy XIII. "You did not!" was pretty much all I said on the phone for the next minute. (Followed by, because I am my father's daughter, "I hope it didn't cost too much.")
Mom and Dad got me a PS3 for my birthday and Final Fantasy XIII to go with it! This is totally awesome, except for the part where I really do need to vacuum so I can make a pretty dress so I can wear it to the renfaire on my birthday. But I also really want to play Final Fantasy. And, it would be good if I got some sleep in the next month.
I figure I'll manage to hold out a day or two, and then it's going to be mental bribery time. "If I finish this sleeve, I can play my game, but that includes the trim."
So I set the box aside until such time as I could call my parents, a task made slightly difficult due to my mother's decision to take my brothers and grandmother on a California roadtrip that makes the scheduling constraints of my recent NY/DC trip look like utter child's play (long story if you don't know our family politics, so I'll leave that at that).
Anyway, I call up my dad and ask if I should open my package now, or if I should wait until my birthday or a time when I can talk to him and Mom at the same time or what. I also mention that I am planning to vacuum. Dad says "Hey, I paid for it" and insists that I open it now, and also mentions that maybe I won't get around to vacuuming. I figure he's referring to the fact that I always hated vacuuming and tend to put off chores if at all possible, and get to work on the tape.
So I'm opening the box, and while I don't recognize the large black thing exactly on sight, I can certainly read what that disc says: Final Fantasy XIII. "You did not!" was pretty much all I said on the phone for the next minute. (Followed by, because I am my father's daughter, "I hope it didn't cost too much.")
Mom and Dad got me a PS3 for my birthday and Final Fantasy XIII to go with it! This is totally awesome, except for the part where I really do need to vacuum so I can make a pretty dress so I can wear it to the renfaire on my birthday. But I also really want to play Final Fantasy. And, it would be good if I got some sleep in the next month.
I figure I'll manage to hold out a day or two, and then it's going to be mental bribery time. "If I finish this sleeve, I can play my game, but that includes the trim."