So yesterday afternoon, Mr. Birdman announces to me that he wants me to compose something for his photoblog on New Years Eve proclaiming what I think his new year’s resolutions should be.
“HO HO!!!” I yell, SILENTLY in my own head. “GOLDMINE!!” I can feel the wheels spinning…
“What?” I quietly say, “I don’t know if I can think up any…” trying to hide my snarky grin.
So let’s see now…….I’ve been thinking about this for hours.
I know he can easily come up with a list a mile long for me, but I also know that he would never do that. So having him be less sarcastic and demanding wouldn’t make the list.
He’s too nice.
I might go the route of him helping more around the house now that he’s retired and I’m not….nah, he’s pretty good in that department, too. (There is one part of that which needs tweaking…. I’ll get to that later.)
This isn’t as easy as I thought. Considering I do have to continue living with the man after I post my resolutions for him….I have to be careful.
So, here we go: (these are so lame….)
Close closet doors when you are finished.
After you so some work around the house, when you are done, turn around and LOOK at it. If it’s all screwed up looking, unscrew it. (this is the tweak….)
Learn to cook.
Now, I’m at a loss………
I guess that’s a good thing. My wheels have stopped spinning….
I suppose all I really want is for him to just keep on being himself. (since he can’t be Johnny Depp…) This is the best I could do, Bird. Sigh. Now you may give me my gift….you know, the one you were going to give to Heidi Klum if you ever ran into her. ;-)