Which means I have to come up with some gifts, other than the fabulous riches I’ve already tucked away upstairs.
Except that she insists on small. And cheap. Since we just dropped a boodle on the “free” trip to Orlando.
Of course, as I told her, since that trip wasn’t couched as a birthday gift for her (though she did get a “Today is My Birthday!” pin at the Magic Kingdom, which provoked many happy greetings from cast members as we toured about), it’s not legit to retcon it into such.
On the other hand, Margie will thwack me on the ear if I do something fabulously expensive for her. Hard.
Time to be creative.