Birds of a feather

I was looking at the crafts to see if I could spot something for Tatjana’s birthday, which isn’t until October. And I thought I found something, but when she came to the Fest late yesterday, she was taken by the birds, which I had loved but didn’t think she would love. So today when I went back to the Fest, I went over to get her a bird and I had friends help decide on the perfect one. I actually wanted all the birds. My friends bought one and I ended up getting the one with the number four on it because that is my lucky number. And I decided that it would just be an anniversary present because I couldn’t wait until October to give it to her.

Then T came to the Fest because someone had given her a free ticket and she asked if she could have the backpack when she walked up and I said no because I had the bird in there. Turns out she had bought me a bird on the sly too. Birds of a feather – whatyagonnado?

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2 Responses to “Birds of a feather”

  1. Alice Says:

    Great story. (I have trouble holding onto early purchased gifts, too, and usually wind up giving them “just cause” I can’t wait.)

  2. Rachel Says:

    Me too – inherited it from my dad, who couldn’t keep a surprise hidden

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