Masterfully snookered

So let me start off by giving some background about me and Chicago, the musical.  I never saw the show but I did try to sit through the movie with Ali one time.  In between the four or five times I fell asleep I recall repeatedly having the urge to stab my eyes and ears with sharp objects.  I was just not into it. Ali on the other hand LOVED the movie, she even went as far as to download the Chicago soundtrack from ITunes.

Well a couple weeks ago I saw an ad saying that Chicago was going to be coming to the local theater the day after Christmas.  I set aside my personal dislike for the production and grabbed a couple tickets for the show.  I figured it would be a good birthday gift for Ali and something she would never expect. 

Fast forward to last night, Ali’s birthday.  Ali was doing a 7 mile training run with her two running buddies and then the plan was to meet up at Michelle’s place for pizza and birthday cake.  As we were sitting around Ali brought up that both of her buddies were going to Chicago on Saturday!  Oh how perfect, I instantly knew this was a golden opportunity to further layer on the BS.

I started making comments about them going to the show like “Ew, who’s idea was that?  Who would want to go to Chicago, it’s terrible.”  Ali, already knowing how I hated the movie said that she actually was talking about how much I hated Chicago during their run and how I would never take her to see something like that.  Hah!  It couldn’t have been set up any better.

So after having a good time at Ali’s party we headed home and I set Ali’s stack of presents in front of her, all of which she really liked.  Of course mine was saved for last.  I did my typical misdirection routine.  Wrapping the receipt for the tickets in a large box, enclosed in a case with three dead Roomba batteries to add weight to the box.  After removing all of my trickery Ali finally got to the paper and was amazed at what she found.

She couldn’t believe I got tickets after all of the carrying on that just went down an hour earlier.  The pure coincidence that her friends just happened to be going to the same show added to her amazement.  I guess I still have a few tricks left up my sleeve. 

Sure I’m sure sitting through the performance won’t be a highlight of my life but that’s what alcohol is for, right?

I am on the doorstep of a 6 day Christmas break which I am looking forward to.  Of course I have some projects in mind, the most interesting of which would be the construction of an outdoor 300 challenge station which initially will be a pull up bar and a platform to jump on. 

I also need to build a ramp for the second storage shed, similar to what I have for the big shed.  Not much makes you feel more manly than being outside with power tools and some wood and making something out of it.

I surely will also spend a lot of time playing with my various xmas/ birthday gifts.  It should be a grand old time.

Merry Christmas suckas.