telerib | Awww...

It has been a great birthday all around so far, with many friends and family sending me best wishes or thoughtful presents. My website has gotten 20 hits, which improves my ego a bit.

But let me tell you about my husband.

He doesn't believe in wrapping presents. As an anti-gift card person myself, I can understand some outside the box thinking, except that... in his darling, oft-disorganized case, one tends to suspect that the wrapping just doesn't make the deadline, because not enough thought was put into this ahead of time.

Well.

First, this morning: all the chores were done. Well, that's how it's supposed to be, but still. Nice.

I get out to my car. He'd snuck out last night and put a card on the steering wheel - cute thing with a cat on it - and $20 inside so I can treat myself to dinner before my harp lesson tonight. Aw.

I get back from work. There, perched on my harp chair, is a copy of "The Chinatown Death Cloud Peril," which I had wanted to get but was putting off til it came out in softcover. Aww!

Wrapped or not, that's thoughtful.