anysia | Six days

Until my birthday.. Husband is in a tizzy. Don't get me wrong, I love the man dearly, but sometimes he is about as romantic as a shoehorn. He has had close to a year of me dropping hints as big as the Good Year Blimp, even to the point of leaving postit notes around, and now that there is less than a week before my birthday, he has suddenly decided to get with it. Since I had told him the ONLY place to get what I really really wanted was to order it through the NFL internet shop (yes, I admit, I am a football fan. Should have heard me yelling when I saw my favorite team FINALLY win a SuperBowl this year). Since he procrastinated so long, what I wanted is out of the question. Daggles even dragged him aside yesterday and asked him if he had anything at all planned. Does the term "deer caught in headlights" mean anything.

He procrastinates to the nth degree. He would be the president of the Procrastinators Club but he keeps putting off sending in his membership form.