The Birthday Girl

With Julie's birthday fast approaching, I am racking my brain to think of how to celebrate it. I have thought of all the usual romantic gestures; flowers, diamonds, life-sized nude oil painting of myself, but nothing really quite clicks. Hopefully the arrival of her brother Neil will distract her enough for me to slip out unnoticed and do some last minute shopping.

A saying I have always lived by "Buy the ones you love, the things you'd love" makes this situation a lot easier. I guess I'll stop by Gamestop tomorrow, I know she's going to love Onechanbara: Bikini Samurai Squad.

Now, don't tell Julie, but I'm thinking of putting together a big surprise party. I have heard numerous times about the whole fiasco of her last birthday involving a surprise party. I have a fool proof plan though to make sure it doesn't end up being just Julie, myself, and 14 gallons of Koolaid. My master plan is to hold the party in the middle of Times Square! It's bound to be packed! So there may not be anyone she knows, and there might be more party guests wearing fanny packs and families dressed in matching leopard outfits than she would care for, but at least I could get at least a thousand people to show up! At that rate she won't care how much of her money I spent on 1-900 numbers, or the fact that I'm still married to Isvlana (I swear it was just for the green card), she will just be happy to be the recipient of such an awesome party!