For the last few years, he has purchased my birthday present months in advance. Then he gives me a certain number of guesses per week. Last year he even gave me a few hints, but I had no idea what was in store.
A ping-pong table!
For those of you who don't know me and my family, tennis is a big part of our lives. When I was a little girl, we played tennis through the cold Chicago winters at a local club or in the high school gym. With a full-time job, a family of my own, and a needy, old house, winters mean a break from tennis. While ping-pong doesn't replace my love of tennis, it sure helps me get through the colder months.
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The reveal of my birthday present was especially creative. Paul cleared out our living room, started a roaring fire in the fireplace, and brought the ping-pong table into the main space of our house. We cranked the music, ate snackies, and rotated through ping-pong matches. It was a blast.
Now the ping-pong table has a room of its own in the basement. It's not nearly as glamorous as the living room, but thanks to my birthday gift, it is a well-loved space in the house.
Are you curious about this year's birthday present? Me too! It's wrapped and sitting on top of our kitchen cabinets. Paul gives me three guesses a week - no luck so far. Guess I'll have to wait until November.
