(My birthday shrine taken several weeks ago)
There are only a few holidays that are celebrated in our home;
Easter, Christmas, and My Birthday.
My birthday is usually a big deal - bigger than our wedding anniversary.
If I was never born, there would be no wedding anniversary to celebrate with RM. I believe he would have remained a bachelor, constantly searching the world for his soul mate - leaving a big hole in his heart that can never be filled by any ordinary woman.
That is why My Birthday is a holiday.
My husband's life became a brighter place when he met me- he's a lucky man.
This year for my birthday, I told RM that he did not need to take a day off from work or get me any presents. I also told him that I did not want to go out to dinner and preferred leftovers.
He looked stunned and asked me if I had a fever.
I assured him that I did not have a fever and insisted that there were only a few things that I wanted to do for my birthday:
- Sleep in
- Read a book in bed
- Watch Season 4 of Real Housewives of New Jersey
- Take an afternoon nap
Since my work schedule has taken up a lot of my free time and weekends are used to run errands- having a lazy day at home for my birthday sounded PERFECT.
But then RM "insisted" that he take me to get a massage. I live only to make my husband happy and sacrificed an afternoon nap for a relaxing massage.
Don't feel sorry for RM- he got one too!
Instead of a birthday cake, I had this chocolate caramel apple instead.
Better than any birthday cake!