All this late evening I've been surfing and my husband has been surfing on his computer. Thomas was in bed, fast asleep. We've also been smelling chocolate cake.
So I happen to notice the clock. It reads 12:20. I look to my husband and say:
ME: Honey?
DH: What!
ME: It's 12:20
DH: Yeah, so.
ME: It's my birthday.
He turns and looks at me, and we both are smiling evil grins. Without another word, we both jump out of our seats, run to get Thomas up and out of bed. When he was awake and in the kitchen, we slammed candles on the cake. Didn't have 41, so we made the number 41 with the candles. We lighted them, I made a quick wish, blew them out...and we ate cake.
Thomas has brushed his teeth and is back in bed. DH is getting into bed as I type. I'm sitting here laughing, because doing what we did is exactly the way I like to celebrate things. Crazy, out of order, unexpected.
I have a feeling it is going to be a wonderful day. DH even said he'd take the afternoon off, so we'll have to come up with new plans.
I love being weird!
6 comments:
Happy Birthday!!!
... and many more ...
What fun! Happy day to you!
Happy Birthday! I love the spur of the moment celebrations too!
Too funny! Happy birthday, Frankie, and many more! (Many more midnight chocolate cake parties, too :) )
Happy Belated Birthday!!
Now the real question, did you get birthday nookie? *evil grin*
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