That Wasn't A Hint!!

When my sister and I were much younger we would take naps in the afternoon. One particular afternoon - right before her birthday - Rebecca asked me to give her a hint of what one of her presents was. I didn't want to do it because Mom had told me not to tell and I didn't want to spoil the surprise.

After asking me several times and convincing me to give in I said, "Vanna White." (or something very obvious like that) Oh did she ever get upset. Jessica - you totally ruined it! Now I know I'm getting the Wheel of Fortune game for my birthday! Good going! I'll have to act surprised when I open it up - thanks a lot! That wasn't a hint - that was practically telling me!

I got so upset - that's the whole reason I didn't want to give her a "clue" - I'm not a very "discreet" person. You either get all or none w/me! She rolled over in a huff and I felt soooooo bad. In my defense I'm almost 3 years younger, I didn't know any better.

Since that day I try my very best not to give hints or clues when things are up. It's not easy - but I always bring this story up if she starts asking questions and usually she'll say --- alright, alright already. I'm sorry I ever asked! I don't even remember that happening!! Never mind! :) Glad my memory supplied one moment in time that I can put to good use!