Run Sheet
00/12/01
Well, I guess I'm not quite old yet, but I'm no longer young.
I turned 39 today. Birthdays for me aren't any really big deal. I wake up in the morning and Mary says "Happy birthday". If I'mnot going to work, like today the boys get up and say "happy birthday" to me. In both cases I smile and say "Thanks". Sometimes there's a present, sometimes there isn't. There are no parties, sometimes we go out for dinner, sometimes we don't. It all depends on what else is going on.
Tonight Eli had to go to the mall and buy a Sony Playstation. I'm really proud of him. A few months ago he came to me and said "Dad, can I have a playstation?" (He was 7 at the time)
I said "I'm not buying you a Playstation Eli"
"I know dad, but can I have one?"
"Sure you can, I have nothing against them, but you'll have to buy it yourself"
I figured that would be the last I heard about it, it wasn't. No sooner had he finished talking to me than he went to the recycling box and pulled out a coffee can and took a felt marker and wrote "Playstation" on it. After that every piece of change that he could close his paw on went in there, every spare dollar he could earn went in there. He looked at flyers and catalogues and knew exactly how much it would cost him. Today he announced that he had all the money he needed and that we could go to the mall and buy it tonight.
Off we went, he plonked down his money and walked out with the treasure. It only came with one controller and no game so the old man decided to shell out another hundred bucks to set things up so he and his brother could play at the same time. They decided on a game and we went home. You never saw a happier boy in your life. God, but i'm proud of him. Saving a hundred and seventy bucks isn't a bad trick at seven years old.
AND the little bugger can beat the pants off me at the game he chose too.
So that was my birthday, there was nothing wrapped up and given to me to open, but I got a pretty good present.