Asking for Help...

... and tooting my own horn*.

I have been trying to decide how much and/or how little to share on this. But for this post to make any sense at all, I need to give a bit of background. I am indeed in a relationship with someone; we shall dub him MrGrizz. MrGrizz’s birthday isn’t until the Fall, but I did a bad, bad, awesome, thing.

Let me set the stage…

MrGrizz, myself and couple friend TJ all went out to dinner last weekend. Great new restaurant in Pottstown (a long drive from Philly, but worth it), if you want the name of it, let me know. After parking the car, on the short walk to the restaurant we passed a music store.

PAUSE

Oh goodness, I forgot you need even more background for this story to make any sense at all. MrGrizz is a musician. In every sense of the word. He has a band, is in a few others, and manages even more. All along with his full time day job.

RESUME

Where was I? Oh yes, we were walking by a music store. There was a guitar (neat looking I will admit) in the window and MrGrizz stopped dead in his tracks and stared. It was more oogled than stared. Like how I imagine a prepubescent boy looks at his first Playboy. JT scurries over to the restaurant; it was a late dinner and we were all hungry. I played the good lady friend and waited until MrGrizz had stood in front of the closed store window for a long enough time that I didn’t feel badly about pulling him away. On the way out of the restaurant, the same exact thing happened.

After leaving, we went back to JT’s apartment for awhile and MrGrizz excused himself. I asked JT if they could do me a HUGE favor. Would they mind going to the store the next day and picking up the guitar that MrGrizz was obsessing over for me? You see, I live in Philadelphia and we were a good 45 mins to an hour away. Well they are the best people in the entire world, because I just got a call from J of JT and she picked it up for me!!!!! It was a great price, at this consignment music place, so I thought ‘why not?’

So now there are a few issues with this:

• MrGrizz’s birthday (and this will be a bday present) is not until the fall. I am AWFUL at surprises; I get so excited that I can’t keep them secret. It has been 48 hours and I’m already bursting at the seams.
• I need to get a case for the guitar. Here is where the help comes in: I have no idea what kind it is! At the store when J picked it up, apparently it would not fit into any of the cases that they had. I’m thinking it I figure out what kind of guitar it is, then I can find a case for that specific model online.
• I also need to find a way to get it from JT’s apartment to my house.
  

Some pictures of the super secret surprise birthday present:

I know that it is an Epiphone hollow body. And that’s about it. If anyone knows anything about guitars please let me know! I’ve been searching online, and am not sure if I have found the correct model. Once I get it in my hands I could just bring it to a music store. But I don’t want to transport it in my car without a case to protect it.

Moral of the story: I am the best lady friend ever. Bought a birthday present 4 mths early. And am awful at surprises.

* I tried google-ing from where this term came. No such luck. I will retry during lunch.