I have wanted an acoustic guitar for a couple of years. I played French horn for 10 years and really miss music. I wanted something that I could pick up and learn in my “free” time. Anyway I mentioned it a few times in passing, but it was not a huge priority since free time is no longer in my vocabulary.
He told me he picked my present up three days before valentines day, which that alone about gave me a heart attack. Saturday morning, he slipped me a note that said “Don’t “Fret”, I didn’t spend too much with several clues leading me around the house until the clues lead me to a shinny black Gibson Maestro sitting in my office. I was so surprised, and thrilled. I spent Saturday afternoon at the local guitar store buying a few accessories (like a tuner) and now I can jam out with an A, E, G and C cord. He might regret it for the first few months….
He was really cute and romantic. And I got him basketball shorts :s
2 comments:
Bravo, Jared! Now we have to rock out.
My husband got basketball shorts too....how creative are we!
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