I have a time-honored tradition of buying myself birthday (and Christmas) gifts. Hey, it's a dirty job, but somebody's gotta do it.
So let's see what I got myself this year, shall we? Let's see, there's a flying cat:
A flying frog, similar to one I bought myself at the State Fair a few years back:
Here they are, patrolling the living room:
Some miscellaneous goodies:
And the cats surprised me by enlisting a personal shopper to get me an address buoy for the front porch!:
All in all, a very enjoyable birthday. Here's hoping for many more.
4 comments:
Those are some great gifts you got yourself :) When I was young my extended family drew names and bought one present for that person and we all got together to exchange them. One year I got my own name and was allowed to keep it. best year ever!! Everything I got I wanted :)
Tails, I think we should ALL just buy ourselves gifts. That way everybody gets what they really want! :)
"Patrolling the living room" made me laugh. You should be proud to know that whenever I see an odd piece of decor I think of you :)
awww, thanks, Kate!
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