BP
Xavier came home last night, late as usual, and scurried up the stairs carrying two shopping bags. I paid him little mind; we sat together on the sofa, watched our guilty pleasure (TMZ), and went to bed early. Ho hum...
When I walked in the bedroom, I turned on a light and found a cow on the bed. It was a serene little Holstein, whom I have named Moo-Da, holding onto a small blanket. I was udder-ly charmed. Bad, I know...
This morning, when I walked into my den to fetch my purse, I saw something on my chair. To my surprise, it was:
Deboxed, she probably looks like this:
I thanked X profusely when he drove me to the station this morning.
"I felt guilty," he admitted. "I thought you didn't want anything for your birthday." He paused. "Did you notice that I wrote 'To Kathy Love X' on the box?" Yes, I said, silently thinking about how such a sweet gesture could ruin the potential resale value. "I bought that for YOU, not to put away in a cupboard, but for YOU!"
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
When I walked in the bedroom, I turned on a light and found a cow on the bed. It was a serene little Holstein, whom I have named Moo-Da, holding onto a small blanket. I was udder-ly charmed. Bad, I know...
This morning, when I walked into my den to fetch my purse, I saw something on my chair. To my surprise, it was:
Deboxed, she probably looks like this:
I thanked X profusely when he drove me to the station this morning.
"I felt guilty," he admitted. "I thought you didn't want anything for your birthday." He paused. "Did you notice that I wrote 'To Kathy Love X' on the box?" Yes, I said, silently thinking about how such a sweet gesture could ruin the potential resale value. "I bought that for YOU, not to put away in a cupboard, but for YOU!"
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!