Today is my best friend's birthday. Have I got her a present yet? No. Card? Nope. Baked a cake? ummm no. Yeah I suck ass. BUT I have a PLAN. Well I sorta have a plan. I do know what NOT to get her. Nigel, the guy who works with Domino got her perfume and I know not to get that. "The Man" gets home from work at 3. That is my plan. Uhhhh yeah. See I have a plan. That is a plan right? Go shopping after hubby gets home, don't get perfume. Oh and get card. I got this totally covered.
In my defense, it isn't like I haven't THOUGHT about what to get her for her birthday. I have been texting back and forth to Nigel for the past week with us both pondering what to get her. My problem is everytime I go shopping, Domino is with me. It isn't like I can pick something up, put it in my basket and try to hide it from her like I would if she was one of my kids. She is a grown adult, smart as a whip, and I am pretty sure she would catch on. Plus I am just not that sneeky.
So when The Man gets home from work, I am leaving the monsters with him and heading down to Mildenhall to get her the best birthday present ever. Or at least the best birthday present I can find on her birthday and not make it look like I forgot her birthday by getting it to her before 10pm. Yeah. I. Suck.
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