A Present On My Birthday

Author: siggy

We were only two or three miles from my house returning from my birthday lunch.  A pileated woodpecker crossed the road right in front of our car fifteen feet up.  Its red crest was unmistakable.  My wife had never seen one before.  In the past nine years I have only seen a couple.  Both of us were thrilled.  You don’t see them too often.  You are more liable to hear their wild cackle than to see them.  I considered the sighting a present for my birthday.

I was appreciating my MP3 player just now.  Two birthdays ago it was a present.  She literally spent hours downloading several hundred songs on it.  She thought I might use it for the cross country train ride we took then.  I really did not appreciate what she did.  Until now.  The fact is I don’t like listening to my MP3 player through my head phones.  Recently we bought a new car that has an auxiliary to the stereo.  Now I can enjoy the music she downloaded almost two years ago through the car stereo.  She knows my musical tastes and she also has her own preferences.  I usually play “DJ” in the house.  Now it is her turn.