Bud's Surprise

Bud and I finally got to see each other Saturday night after a week of just talking on the phone in between work shifts, tai chi, and Bud working with electricians on one of his many projects.

He walked in my front door, and I swear, it was like a romance novel come to life--icky for anyone else, but wonderful for me!   Big big hugs, smooches, and Bud tossing off his baseball cap and throwing it across the room.  I must admit I put my face into his shoulder and just smelled him for awhile.

Anyway, we had a wonderful Saturday night with beer, crockpot boneless beef ribs, salad, and garlic bread.  I can't remember what we watched on TV.  We both fell asleep on the couch and I was so happy!  Simple things, folks.

Sunday he called me at work and told me that I had "distracted" him so much that he forgot to give me a present he brought over.  He told me when I went home to open the bag and see what it was.  I was very surprised, but I figured it would be something very practical--like a kitchen utensil, or a tool.

I got home, opened the bag, and this is what I pulled out:

Garmin 110

Can I just say I burst into tears?  Yep.  I did.  I called Bud, and said "Why did you do that?!"  He said:

"Because I love you."

Boo hoo some more!  I told him I didn't realize how much I wanted one until I was actually holding it in my hands.  I still haven't opened the package, 'cause today is laundry and dish day at my house until I go to work tonight.  I need to take some time to read directions and make sure I'm using it the correct way.

I have three days off in a row this week, so I am watching the weather carefully to see when I can go out and test out my Garmin.  I will have to think of what to name it.  Bud giving me this Garmin makes me that much more determined to make him proud of my running this year.  It tells me he believes in me and what I want to do this year, the year of my final big run in November.

I'll post some pictures later this week in my first run with the Garmin.  In the meantime, I'm going to get some work  done at home so I can clear the decks for working out, reading, and possibly punishing myself by cleaning up my basement.  Oh, I so don't want to.  But it must be done.  It's a year of de-trashing.  I think last year was my year of doing nothing and accumulating a bunch of junk.  This year I want to clean it all up and feel lighter both mentally and physically.