Today was my birthday. It started out very nice. Ella is the card queen. She doesn't just make cards, she draws, cuts things out, puts them in envelopes then wraps them in gift wrap with a big bow. If it wasn't for her I would not have known it was my birthday. My husband on the other hand sucks at birthdays. Don't get me wrong he is so good in many, many ways but he missed the gene on how to celebrate holidays. All I ask for on my birthday is cards from my kids and a burnt almond torte from Prantls Bakery. I have had birthdays when I had to buy my own cake because he was working to late or the time my birthday was on a Monday and he didn't realize bakeries were closed on Mondays even though I worked at a bakery and we were NEVER opened on Mondays. Driving back from Buffalo there was even the conversation about how it is Mommy's birthday on Tuesday and I even uttered the words "All I want is cards and a cake". Yesterday there was no card from my son and NO CAKE! Why, do you ask? Kurt got me a bottle of wine I liked and forgot the cake. HOW DO YOU FORGET CAKE! Every year I make everybody a home made cake and every year I say this behavior will not bother me but I have pretty much had it. My close friends are aware of this and are having a little get together next week for me where I know there will be a Burnt Almond Torte. So for those of you who have had crappy birthdays like me, please stop by.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
What Birthday?
Today was my birthday. It started out very nice. Ella is the card queen. She doesn't just make cards, she draws, cuts things out, puts them in envelopes then wraps them in gift wrap with a big bow. If it wasn't for her I would not have known it was my birthday. My husband on the other hand sucks at birthdays. Don't get me wrong he is so good in many, many ways but he missed the gene on how to celebrate holidays. All I ask for on my birthday is cards from my kids and a burnt almond torte from Prantls Bakery. I have had birthdays when I had to buy my own cake because he was working to late or the time my birthday was on a Monday and he didn't realize bakeries were closed on Mondays even though I worked at a bakery and we were NEVER opened on Mondays. Driving back from Buffalo there was even the conversation about how it is Mommy's birthday on Tuesday and I even uttered the words "All I want is cards and a cake". Yesterday there was no card from my son and NO CAKE! Why, do you ask? Kurt got me a bottle of wine I liked and forgot the cake. HOW DO YOU FORGET CAKE! Every year I make everybody a home made cake and every year I say this behavior will not bother me but I have pretty much had it. My close friends are aware of this and are having a little get together next week for me where I know there will be a Burnt Almond Torte. So for those of you who have had crappy birthdays like me, please stop by.
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so sorry your birthday sucked. I never get a cake. My last birthday my husband surprised me with a day at a spa..and that was great..but that night, he and my son went to a Dodger game, and I was left to feed and put to bed the other three kids.
And DON'T get me started on MOTHERS DAY!!!!
Happy belated Birthday! ARGH! I'm sorry you didn't get cake. I'm glad your friends are having a get-together.
Among my group of girlfriends here in portland, we each plan what we want to do on our birthday and invite the others to join. This year I picked a mother-daughter day: pedicures, the American Girl Movie and sushi. It was fun. And exactly what I wanted. Because I planned it that way. Who knows what it would have been if Eric was in charge?
Love to you! xoxoxo
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