“Hey, baby, I did something crazy.”
“What did you do?”
“I was gambling at the Hideout, and said if I won, I’d spend the winnings on Nat’s birthday.”
Oh crap! My mind is reeling now!
“How much did you win?”
“One hundred dollars.”
Oh… my… gawd!
As if that wasn’t crazy enough, wait’ll you hear how my husband spent the money. Mr. Winner drove straight to K-Mart. (K-mart?)
At said K-Mart he purchased:
• 2 Play-Doh sets ~(cool);
• 1 Friendship Bracelet kit ~(right on!); and
• 1 Radio-Controlled Monster Truck (wtf?).
Fast forward to the Birthday girl’s big day. Her reaction to the monster truck was priceless!
The rest of her presents were perfectly girlie enough.
Eight hours later, monster truck’s battery was fully charged, and the girls wanted to give it a try. Nat and her little sister did have fun! They raced it to see who was faster. I discovered how to spin it 180˚. The “lame present” wasn’t so lame after all.
Eating some crow, I pieced together video clips of the family enjoying the truck. I paused during editing to a) make some chili, and b) socialize with hubby and a friend during Sunday night’s football game. Afterward I began to edit in the same room where football was blaring and hubby & friend were shooting pool.
First my music was too loud. (Only competing with the football game, my dear.) Then my toes were stepped on, not once but twice. (Wow, how utterly rude!)
So I stormed off and completed the video while miffed. I shouldn’t edit when I’m angry.
• Who do you think enjoyed the truck most?
• Is hubby really evil, or did I just edit it that way?
• Monster Trucks ~ yea or nay?