It’s spring, and around Casa Del Mirthquake that means one thing: My kids’ birthdays.
Honestly they are pretty good kids, but I’m trying not to spoil them just because they’ve made another revolution around the sun. Although the way they get along sometimes, I can’t help thinking that that is a miracle in itself.
Plus they have everything they might ever want, I think… and rarely take care of what they have now. Example: The girl just lost her iPod shuffle. Do I splurge and replace it? Or do I hope in vain that she finds it?
But indeed, they are still young, and solar rotation anniversaries are part of being young. I knew I was a grown-up (and I use that term VERY loosely) when I fell off the birthday present radar. I’ve long since past getting presents for my birthday, unless I buy them myself.
But sometimes I get a present out of the blue, for no particular reason. I mean there couldn’t be a reason… My birthday is still six months away. Christmas was three month back. Why get a present?
Sometimes, I guess, it’s just “because”.
Take today, for instance.
I got a call on the MattPhone this afternoon. It was artist Brian Allen of Lipstick Teeth, featured artist in residence of the Chainsaw Mafia.
“Matt Orsman, Brian Allen.” He said in a voice affectation not unlike Lurch of the Addams Family after a month in the Hamptons. “Would you come out front, please?”
So I wound my way through the Hall of Mirrors to the expansive Foyer at Office This, where Brian can oft be found.
“Matt, I have something for you,” he said, with a glint in those baby blues that my wife so often comments on. “This will cheer you up.”
Mind you, I didn’t realize I NEEDED cheering up, but I did indeed cheer up when I saw what he had for me.
I’m a little flabbergasted, honestly. That’s original art. And GOOD Original art at that! No one just GIVES you original art, do they?
I’m still kinds floored by the generosity of it.
Have YOU ever gotten a present from out of the blue like that?