Tomorrow is my birthday. Yay!
For the last... who knows how long, I've lost count, the wife has been asking me what I want to do and get for my birthday. Then my parents showed up and started asking the same thing.
What do you get the guy who wants nothing?
There's plenty I want, very little I really need, but most of it is out of the reach of friends and family. It's either too expensive or the kind of thing I have to pick up myself. In other words, things I will get myself, eventually. And nothing I would dare ask as a gift from anyone. Until I befriend Bill Gates, that is.
I don't need anything for my birthday, at least nothing material. A card, an email, a phone call is more than enough. Seriously.
So what to do? The old wife (this is my last chance to say that, tomorrow we'll be as old!) asked me many, many times: "What would you LOVE to do?"
Anything. Nothing. The thing is, I do what I love every day. Sure, there's the occasional cleaning and grocery shopping and paying bills -- and, well, work -- but otherwise I always do what I feel like, what I like to do. And I hope Véro does the same and I don't force her to do (too many) things she doesn't like.
So how can the day be special? Go hike a mountain, play golf, eat out, see a movie, play pool..? Thing is, that's what we do every day, every week. I guess every day IS special.
So she got tired of my can't-figure-this-out and decided to organize something and not tell me. That's probably best: it will make the day special by the surprise.
I can't wait!
