Thursday, September 11, 2008

somehow

my husband knew which comic books to get me, which Le Creuset to get me for my birthday. It's nice. I thought I asked for a metal bulkhead for my birthday. Somehow he seems to know that is not what I really want.

"Can I bring this to the beach and get it all sandy or are we worried about resale value?"

I love my birthday.

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