Thank you to everyone who emailed, commented or reached out on my last post…I was feeling a bit vulnerable.
Besides the craziness of last Monday, my birthday was last week. I was a bit of a brat about this birthday with my husband. See for his 35th I planned a huge party, had 75 people at my house, cooked, cleaned and hosted for him. I had told him a few months ago that I wanted to have a party.
Nothing
Nada
Zilch
I was upset. I am like a little kid on my birthday and love to celebrate. 35 years old was worthy of a celebration.
So I was a brat, upset and disappointed that he didn’t have anything planned. Not to mention that he wasn’t even going to be home that night due to his initiation ceremony for his super secret society he is joining.
My sister in law came down with the kids and we had a birthday lunch on Monday. Super yummy and awesome to see them.
Wednesday came around and he woke me up at some ungodly hour to say good morning and happy birthday…not because he needed to be anywhere but because he wanted to be the first one to say it. It was 5am and I was less than happy about being woken up. He did inform me that he was working all day and wouldn’t even be able to have lunch.
Got up and went to work. I was on the phone and around the corner I see some balloons. I hung up and out jumps a pink gorilla. I was mortified as she proceeded to sing and dance in my office. Okay, less upset with hubby.
He sent me beautiful flowers…and they were for a good cause so I was less unhappy.
Some flowers from mom and dad came as well
He called me and said lunch?
Now, let me tell you, I was really hoping that my mom would come. They are in the middle of selling their house, looking for new ones etc and she had told me the night before that she couldn’t come up. I was disappointed. She didn’t call me at 8:24 (the time I was born) like she has for the last 15 years because she had a dentist appointment. I was disappointed that I hadn’t heard from her. In the back of my head, I was hoping that I would walk downstairs to meet hubby (he was picking me up for lunch) and she would be there, but I was trying not to get my hopes up. I went out and she wasn’t in the truck and I felt the tears that had been threatening for a week pop into my eyes. I walked around to the passenger side of the truck and she was hiding there, out of the truck , and I started to cry.
We went to lunch and literally the first thing I said to hubby was, I hope the cleaning lady is at the house. He laughed and said that he had reserved a hotel room for the two of us, worked it out with my boss that I could leave and would see me tomorrow.
So I spent the afternoon with my mom. We shopped, laughed and hung out at the hotel. It was awesome. I dropped her off at the airport at 7am the next morning. It was a short trip but totally what I needed.
As some of my facebook friends know, I had some major crow to eat with my husband but you know what it tasted damn good. In the 17 years I have known him, he has never surprised me like that , so I was shocked and in awe that he had pulled it off.
Friday, I left work early, went and had a massage and hung out while hubby worked late. Saturday we bought new cell phones, had a lunch date and went to the movies (Oblivion- decent…enough action for him, enough of a love story for me). We came home and I watched Sick, Fat, and Nearly Dead. If you haven’t seen it and are at all interested in what processed food can do to you and how changing up your diet can make a difference, I highly recommend it. We bought a juicer on Sunday and have been juicing ever since. So two days in and I have found out that I don’t like kale, green is just a color not necessarily a flavor, and everything is made better by watermelon!
Woosh…so that’s all that’s going on with me to date. I have a job interview today so cross your fingers for me.
I hope your corners of the world are warm, sunny and full of love….sending hugs and positive thoughts!
