Insights into a Bimbo's Mind

Presents at 30

So, it's my birthday today and i really can't think of a better time other than today, to put down some of my thoughts as someone turning 30 for the first time. Yes, i'm 30 today and i can hardly believe it. Some people say, turning 30 is like reaching midpoint in life. So here i stand at midpoint looking back and my only conclusion is, "I am indeed a very lucky girl".

Although i've not had great achievements nor done many great things, life has given me a very comfortable life so far with the love and support of a close knit family and good friends that is always there for me. So if you were to ask me what i'd like to have for my birthday this year, i'd really have to say, 'Nothing, nothing at all. I have everything that matters to me and thank you for that.'

Talking about birthday presents, i must talk about Narrrling's presents. Gotta put these events down on record before i forget them. The first year we were together, on my birthday, Narrrling got me a handbag with a matching wallet. I guess that's a pretty spot-on present for a new girlfriend. Thumbs up to Narrrling for that.

On the following year, Narrrling got me another wallet... Hmm.. ok, i doubted his creativity for 3 seconds then i brushed it aside. Probably my older wallet was looking old by now.

The next time it was time for presents, Narrrling suprised me with a travel luggage bag. That was when i decided to once and for all comment on his creativity and choice of presents. Ofcourse, i pulled him aside and gently told him that although i looove the luggage bag, it would be nice the next time to get something from him that was not a bag or a wallet.

So it was again that time of the year for presents (this was last year), this time i know Narrrling got something else other than bags or wallets because i gently reminded him again before that. Suprise! It came in a small box. I tore it open and it was a....... an Oxford Pocket Dictionary.. Oh.. that's, that's creative.. errr.. what an interesting choice of gift for me.. Have i been using too much bad vocab in my blogs or something? Now i didn't dare to comment on that anymore because maybe i should have kept my big mouth shut the last time.. You really don't want to get a guy confused when it comes to buying presents.

For my birthday this year, i've been teasing Narrrling, saying that he'll probably get me a pair of pliers for my birthday present this year because i needed a pair of new pliers for my beading escapades. Everytime i mention it, he'd say that he would never give me something so unromantic. Err.. well, i wouldn't call pocket dictionaries romantic neither..

Now here comes this year, or more like, today... This morning, Narrrling woke me up with an excited expression on his face.. He wished me 'Happy Birthday!' and then passed me a card and asked me to read it out loud. The card from Narrrling welcomes me into the 30s club, wishes me a "Happy Birthday" and lists down a series of events i should be expecting today. It starts from morning where i'm supposed to get a present from him, then later lunch with him where he will make himself available at Cyberjaya and then finally dinner at a restaurant called "Out of Africa".

OK! So it was time to receive the present from Narrrling. My mind did some quick flashbacks of the past, where i got wallet, bag, wallet, bag, then pocket dictionary. Let's see if this time Narrrling has decided to fall back into his old wallet bag ways or he's doing something creative again. Narrrling shouted, "SUPRISE!", and dragged out from our walk-in closet, a huge roll of carpet, my birthday present of year 2006. Yes, a roll of 8 * 12 foot carpet. With an expression brimming with self satisfaction, Narrrling dragged the roll of heavy carpet all the way across the room and plonked it right on top of the bed in front of me so that i can take a look at the design.. I said, "err.. Wow! Thanks! It's really nice! I love it!"...

Ok, i'm really not complaining, it's the thought that counts, right? It's actually a very nice design, just that at the moment when Narrrling was excitedly dragging the carpet to the bed, i was trying very hard not to laugh out loud.. You know, carpets, are indeed pretty 'unique' birthday presents, don't you think? So pliers aren't romantic enough, huh? What about carpets?

But having said all these, i must say getting a piece of carpet on my 30th birthday really marks it off as one of the most memorable ever. I loooove Narrrling and his funny ways.. I think i'll laugh about it until i'm 80..

posted by Miki-C @ 1:02 PM