Yesterday evening when my hubby walked in the door (just in time to rescue me from a rapidly approaching case of child induced insanity) he reached into his bag and pulled out a little blue box, with a white ribbon. The same kind of little blue boxes I have seen before....in the movies (usually of the romantic comedy variety). Never actually in real life, definitely not in MY real life. Right away I thought he was giving me an early mothers day gift. He is thoughtful like that sometimes.
However, I quickly discovered the real reason behind the little blue box. Inside was a $100 gift card given to my numerically inclined husband for five years dedicated service (the financial, over my head, my mind wanders when he speaks of it, type of work) rendered on the 22nd floor of this building...
So after the kids were tucked in, I decided to check out the goods at Tiffany's. I found a lovely watch... for $5,100 and a little vegetable bowl that would be perfect in my china cabinet, if only we had 17 more gift certificates. HOLY TOLEDO - there is a reason we don't have a Tiffany's in our neck of the woods. We are all too poor - by that I mean middle class.
I finally got a clue and clicked on the under $150 section. Not a lot to choose from at the bottom of the barrel, but I was kind of smitten with the above turquoise key pendant. Only $150. . .$100 for the pendant only (can always pick up a silver chain at Target, right?). Not exactly what my husband would have chosen to reward himself with. Tickets to a Yankee game the next time he's in NY on business would have been more his thing. But alas, our options are kind of limited. So to make a long story short, I am thinking the token in the little blue box will end up being a reward for me (by default) for 10 years of mostly dedicated service doing the following...
Keeping my little peeps in a row. We went to the zoo last week and of all the animals, I think I loved this little family best. Something so familiar about the mom. Perhaps you see it too.
I was able to spend part of Mothers Day weekend participating in the Race for the Cure on my friend Julie's (above right) team. She is amazing and I was glad to be there in support of her. There were so many people participating...someone said 17,000. Breast cancer affects the lives of way too many. I was surprised to see how many young women are fighting this fight, my friend Jules being one of them. I saw one young dad (he didn't even look 30) pushing a stroller with a young baby and his sign said in celebration of my wife, the stroller had a sign saying in celebration of my mom. Heart wrenching! It was really cool to see all of the survivors together in pink...
Hanging with some of the neighborhood ladies on her team (Her "Fight Like a Girl" Rosie the Riveter team shirts rocked)...
Some more fun shirts...
