OK, I should never have said a word about the T-shirt. Now I feel really bad. And let me mitigate this by saying that my Dave is sweet, kind, caring, and almost always a good gift giver when it comes to birthdays and holidays. Also let me tell you that he didn't drive on this trip. He carpooled with a friend, Mike, and didn't want to ask Mike if he could use his car. Meaning that he could only shop in golf course pro shops. (One day he phoned and told me that they were selling Schwety balls in one of the pro shops. I love Alec Baldwin, but I was less than enthusiastic.)
So, Dave was unpacking the dirty laundry, and said, "Oh, here's your gift..."
Of course I wouldn't take it and he felt awful and ladies, I completely understood and I felt awful that he felt so awful.
Now...having said that...how great of a birthday present do you think I'll get at the end of the month? I mean - besides framing Souvenir Sampler?