Happy Birthday to Me!!

Forgot to ever publish this...Sorry Mandy...


This year I had to work on my birthday (I seem to do that a lot). I really enjoy my job (as long as its only 1 day a week) so I knew it would still be a good day. Anyway, around 9 am I got a text from Beau, it was the kids singing me Happy Birthday. It was great...I went around showing it to everyone.





A few hours later Beau showed up with lunch for me. Gyros from our favorite (and only) Meditteranian restaurant here. We had a nice little lunch date in the break room...very romantic! Ha! When I walked him outside after lunch he said, "Get excited...there's more to come at home!" I was a little worried...Beau, hunka hunka burnin' love that he is and precious as can be, is not the best gift giver. For example, I've received a lot of bath salts and bubble bath. I don't even have a bath tub and have maybe taken 5 baths in the last 10 years. Ha! So the rest of the day was spent wondering if I was going to come home to find him naked and covered in whipped cream or if I was actually getting a gift this year.




My friend Keri treated me to ice cream and cobbler for my special day (and since I was having a crazy, busy day).



When I came home I played with the kids some and then went to the kitchen to get Sadie a snack. On the way, I passed the dining room and out of the corner of my eye I saw that the table was all set with china (and when I say "china" I mean the the cheap, fake stuff from HEB). I thought, "So my surprise is that we're having people over for dinner at 8pm?" As I got closer I noticed the china had a pattern on it and my fake china doesn't have a pattern. I stopped and saw this...
Let me explain what this is and why my husband is so awesome. I found this china in the antique store back on New Years when I found my dining room table. Somehow I got talked out of registering for real china when we got married. I wanted it really bad, but just couldn't justify spending the money (even though it was oober cheap compaired to what it would costs to actually buy real china like this...the whole thing costs as much as one place setting full price).

I spent the next few weeks talking about it and pining over it. When Beau went to pick up the table I had made up my mind. It would cost less than 1 shift at the hospital to pay for it (that's how I measure costs and worth of everything) and I really wanted it. I told Beau to call me if they still had it. He never called. As soon as he walked in the door I said, "was the china still there?" He said, "no, sorry, she said she had just sold it". I was so upset. I was mad at myself for not getting it before.

A few weeks later we drove by the antique store on the way to Rosebud and I said, "You're sure the china is gone?" "Yes, honey, I asked her, it was gone." "Man! I really wanted it. It would have been awesome if you bought it and kept it a secret and gave it to me for my birthday!" "Awe yeah, that would have been good. Sorry." I knew he was telling the truth because Beau CAN NOT lie.

So he HAD done that! He had planned it all along! My wonderful, bad gift giving, truth telling hunka hunka had pulled off a surprise and the best gift!!!


And of course my little man made the sign...



Wanna come over for a fancy shmancy dinner? You can...I have china.

Love. It.