Birthday, Graduation, and Christmas, oh my! Call me crazy, but I think I see some gift opportunities on my horizon! :) While I won't turn down a pretty purse or some badass boots, I'll be completely honest -- I don't like any day that is centered around me. I would rather spend my birthday in a cave. And while I love and appreciate your kind words throughout the day, I just get overwhelmed way too easily. One thing I don't think I've mentioned is how much I loathe surprises. I've never really been a fan. It all started when I was a kid playing hide-and-go-seek. The suspense would make me pee myself. It carried on into my teenage years when my friends would get thrown surprise parties. I would almost always miss the grand entrance, because of my frequent trips to the bathroom. And the one time my parents threw me a surprise 16th birthday party, I shelled up like a turtle would. Too much attention is not a good thing with me. So naturally, this time of year gives me anxiety. But I digress.
I have been known to make a quick list and fork it over to my mom, who in turn shares it with whoever is interested in buying me something. Because one thing I hate nearly as much as surprises is that god-awful question, "What do you want for your birthday?!" Uhm, "I want you to never ask me that question again.." is not an appropriate answer. So I avoid it at all costs. Even my boyfriend irritates me by asking me that. It's not that I'm ungrateful, but I don't know.. read my blog, check my Pinterest board, listen when I talk. And you will know exactly what I want. No? So the other night I had some time to browse the Internet, and I got to thinking that putting together a blog post (that I know my family will see) would be a good way to share my birthday/graduation/Christmas wish-list. Then all questions will be answered.
Badda bing. Badda boom.
I don't really expect Nick to roll that X-terra out for me on my birthday, but I wouldn't mind if I woke up to it in my driveway on Christmas morning. My parents have been known to sling a car into my life at random times. Love their
e-bay obsession hearts. And I wouldn't be opposed to taking a trip to wherever this picture was taken. That landscape, I die.
And about Taylor, no I'm not joking. Everything I own to whoever brings him to me.