On May 23rd I passed another birthday. I haven’t cared about birthday gifts much lately — it doesn’t mean much when you have a job and can buy yourself most gift-priced things you want — but I did buy myself a really vibrant bouquet of local flowers from the farmer’s market.
Unbeknownst to me, however, Ian had plotted a much more surprising and extraordinary gift: super-fancy bike jersey. I’d mentioned it to him in passing, not planning to drop that much money on piece of clothing. It arrived today and, although the weather refused to allow me to wear it outside, I did have to immediately try it on.
Wow! I’m not sure I’ll be able to fit anything into the microscopic back pockets, but hey, sacrifices must be made. Now all I need is some hot, sunny weather so I can wear it.