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If Tomorrow is Your Birthday, Don't Read This Until After Opening Presents

Tomorrow is John's birthday.  I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, and the only idea he had was a new sun shade for the car windshield.  Bless his heart, but I wanted to do something a little more than that.  Something meaningful, yet frugal.  I've been thinking, googling, thinking some more, and finally came up with an idea!

Before I tell you what I did, let me tell you that for years, John has been talking about how great it would be to get a Big Boy statue and put it in our front yard and decorate it for each season/holiday.  (I'm pretty sure he isn't actually serious about this, but you never know . . . ) Anyway, earlier this year the antique store had the statue!  It was probably 7 feet tall, but the sticker price was too high.  Besides that, we would have had to rent a truck to even get it home.  However, I was able to find this little guy:


John was thrilled with his own Big Boy, but now he needs props to make it a seasonal item. I won't show you all of them, but here are a few I threw together:



I struggled a bit to figure out what to do for some of the months, until I discovered sports beads at the craft store.  Now Big Boy has leis for all of the seasons:  football, basketball, and baseball!  Here he is sporting his football lei:


I recognize this probably isn't one of those ideas that many other people will think, "Yes!  That is exactly what my husband will appreciate!", but I am excited, because I'm pretty sure John is going to be tickled pink. 

(In case you were wondering, yes, he will receive his wished-for sun shade, as well as a few other things.)

Thankful thought:  Thanks to John, my fun-loving husband.  Happy birthday!

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