My family is the kind of family that does “wish lists”.
From 1989 to 2023 my “wish list” has the last 2 items on it as
A Yacht & A Rubber Duck
Noooooo one has ever gotten me the rubber duck.
C’mon! PEOPLE!!!
((my birthday is coming up. and I’ve cancelled it, this year, as I’ve been off-work since Halloween. LAST YEAR, was the first year in close to a decade that I actually decided to celebrate, with a party & presents & the whole 9. So of course? I caught Covid. And was sick / the whole thing cancelled. In theory to be reduxed later. Never was. And this year? Cancelled, again. By me’self, instead of fate. Ish. I throw my own parties, and invite others to tag along. But seeeeeeriously. IDFK how many years 89-23 are, (math), but it seems like a whole helluva long time to shy away from spending $1.99. For real. Even with my hehehe placement on the list. I DID freeze money in water & give it to my cousin who’s joke item was ‘cold hard cash’. It wasn’t a lot of money, but between the ice & ducttape sculpture? Total ‘I love you’ WIN. It’s a rubber freaking duck, people. I don’t even want it, per se. I just want someone to see the joke. LeSigh. Everyone in my family who “gets” me has been squished by an avalanche, or died in other totally inconvenient ways.))