September 25, 2006
Mookie, on the other hand, approaches genius when it comes to giving gifts, at least when it comes to presents for papa.
For my birthday two years ago she bought me a much coveted hybrid rocket motor.
When Mookie went to London this spring, she brought back little presents for everyone, and mine was The British Museum "Little Book of Erotica". It's a digest sized look at naughtyness through history, from the first acknowleged sculpture of "doing it" (11,000BC!) up to Chinese pottery from the 19th century. An excellent gift, and it had the added bonus of shocking her friends when they found out she bought it for dad.
Also from London, she found a man who researched family crests. With some family history to help the search (a Commodore Phipps in the British Navy from the days of sail), they were able to track down which crest belonged to my particular branch of the Phipps family. Then she had a plaque made with the crest on it for Father's Day. It's still in the box, waiting for renovations to complete before being hung on the wall (click for bigger).
For my birthday this year, a small box arrived. When I opened it, this is what I saw:
I knew this was going to be good! You gotta love a company that can put a little whimsy into a surprise. Here's a close up of that little beastie:
And what kind of coolness did Rachael manage this time? Check it out.
It's a pen. It's a rocket. It's a rocket pen. And it launches from the pad. Too cool!
Now if only I could ever find my notes :-/
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