Wrapped Up

I love the extra calls and e-mails that I get on my birthday. I end up hearing from all sorts of people that I don't get to hear from on a regular basis. One of my girlfriends and I have a silly tradition that started years ago (neither of us quite remembers how). We call and sing to each other on our respective birthdays. The thing is that neither of us can sing well and we really ham it up for the occasion. It sounds silly, but it has truly become one of the highlights of the day for me.

As predicted, we did not go out to dinner. My husband called on the way home from work, and I was parked on the couch by that time, in my comfy sweats. He asked what I wanted to do, and honestly, the last thing that I wanted to do was get up, get dressed, and go out.

So, he picked up food on the way home from a local pub that has great sandwiches and homemade french fries. He also got me some delicious german chocolate brownies and put big 2 - 9 candles in it. And the sneaky man broke the rules and got me a gift. He bought me a gift certificate for another 90 minute prenatal massage, these really nice slippers that you can put in the microwave or freezer to soothe tired feet, and some lotions and bath stuff. He also got me a card from "the Baby" which was pretty cute.

Of course, now I have to get him a gift, too. Which is hard, because my husband is not an easy man to buy for. I have a couple of ideas, but not a lot of time, so I will have to get to work on that.

Thank you for all of the lovely birthday wishes!