Hubby’s Birthday, Part 2

In addition to the It’s-an-Innocuous-Heart-Shaped-Cushion-with-Arms-Dangit that I got for the Hubby, JG also wanted to get Hubby a gift.  After much, “Well, I dunno…” of what he wanted, he finally declared that he really needed a bass guitar for his music.

 Off to the Fit-Mobile!

Brook Mays Pro Shop isn’t the Pro Shop anymore — it’s a clearance center/warehouse for new and used school band and orchestra equipment.  So, although we didn’t find a bass guitar there, the Hubby did get to relive his marching band days, trying out slide trombones.  Even the prices and quality were pretty good. (And he’ll get one, eventually — just not right now.)

And JG scored for herself a surprisingly good quality 3/4 classical guitar for $40.  Well, hey!  🙂

So, off to three pawn shops (at the Hubby’s suggestion).  The first two were a bust, but the third one (the one closest to the house, ironically enough) was a palpable hit.  A pretty solid (and heavy!) electric bass, which he tried out in the store, making the nearby drum sets rattle and hum just a bit.

“Yeah, this’ll do,” he said with a grin.

So JG and I went halfsees on the price, and we hucked back to the house.  Unfortunately, what with Tropical Storm Erin doing funky things to the weather (and therefore her inner ear and equilibrium), JG had to sit out coming to my folks’ place for the birthday BBQ — a joint celebration for the Hubby and my sister’s long-term boyfriend who may as well be my de facto bro-in-law.

It was a small and homey gathering: just my parents, my father’s co-worker, my brother, his girlfriend, his son, my sisters, my, and the “birthday boys.”  Good food (as usual), conversation, and, yeah, the gigantic plasma TV being on the whole time, showing the end of a ultra-violent Korean martial arts movie, the Broncos-Cowboys game, and then (because my mom got ahold of the remote) Wheel of Fortune and some cutesy thing on HGTV (Home and Garden TV) that made my father say, “What the hell are they doing?” and “Why would you want to do that?”

My dad.  🙂

Gifties of gift cards, dark chocolate, and wine, oh my!  And a card from my parents that made the Hubby pause and then say, “They really do think of me as their son, do they?”

“Yeah,” I said.  “Yeah, they do.”

And, ending the evening, the Hubby played with my four-year old nephew, with his toy train set.  He’s four, so what’s fun for him is to see whether the train will derail or not, depending on what obstacles he puts in the way.

Oh, yeah — derailment, BAY-BEE!

It was a good birthday.

About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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2 Responses to Hubby’s Birthday, Part 2

  1. Steph says:

    Ooh… music! Please bring instruments the next time you visit!

    We LOVE music around here!

  2. Happy Belated B-Day!

    “What the hell are they doing?” when watching HGTV has got to be hilarious!

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