Saturday I went out to dinner with my folks and they told me they got me something too big to bring with them. Ok, whatever, kinda brushed it off.
Later that night had a soul music birthday party for myself. Way too much fun.
Few days later get really sick from food or flu. Not so much fun.
Today I go visit my Dad. Yea!!!
He tells me to come out to the garage. I think ooh, new parts or something.
Holy crap-ola!!! They got me a tool box for my birthday! I nearly cried and peed myself with excitement.
I have the best family in the world. I'm sure of it.
Now to fill it with tools....