I don't know if I mentioned this enough around my birthday, but I am a birthday fanatic not jut for my birthday, but the birthdays of Shad and my boys. Eight years ago, shortly after we were married, Shad celebrated a birthday. While he was at work, I decorated our living room up with every party supply the Dollar Tree had to offer including a banner that said "Feliz Cumpleanos" which, for some reason, I thought was hilarious. (Wow, that was a long sentence.)
When Shad got home, he opened the door, stood stunned in the doorway, and I believe said, "It just my birthday." I then went on to lecture him about how wonderful birthdays are, and how birthday are days set aside to let someone know you love them. I think I kept repeating, "JUST YOUR BIRTHDAY?" over and over again.
Eighty years later, Shad no longer believes it's "just a birthday." Shad loves his birthday almost as much as I love mine...almost.
It started last month when Shad reminded me several times during B's birthday week, "My birthday's next!" Over the past few weeks, he has been dropping hints like crazy...
Do you remember those bottle sodas at Bill and Kelly's wedding. I would love to have those during my birthday week. You know Cracker Barrel sells those.
Stephanie, I'm so glad you won a $25 Goodwill gift card...my birthday's coming up!
I liked your blog post about the Crumpton Auction. I would love to go their for my birthday.
Is this the same man that thought I was crazy eight years ago for hanging a few streamers? Now, this same man reminds me daily of his upcoming birthday. Have I created this birthday fanatic...birthday monster?
Next week, we will celebrate Shad's birthday week, and I'm sure he will milk that for all it's worth. It wouldn't be so bad, but I'm know someone else will start reminding me...
My birthday's next!
Didn't realize Shad was so much older than you, "Eighty years ago"
ReplyDeleteLove the post!! Happy Early Birthday, Shad. #3s#1