Wonderful Birthday

My husband rocks.

Today  was my birthday. I got up at my normal time and got ready for work. When I left, I kissed Superdad like I do every morning.

Nothing.

Later, at work, Superdad called me to ask me something and

Nothing.

He called again later on in the day to talk to me about something else and

Nothing.

Finally, I called him and asked him why he had not said "Happy Birthday" to me. I was actually really upset and feeling sorry for myself. The Superdad came up with some story saying "oh man, yesterday was your birthday. I am so sorry. Blah, blah blah"

Then, when I got home, he told me that I had to wait outside while he and X-man went inside to get something. They came back out a few minutes later with

A CARD!!!

I know, I know, it may not seem like a big deal, but really, it is. It has been at least 3 LOOOONG YEARS since I have gotten a card of any kind from the Superdad. I was STOKED! Inside, they had both signed it. I was sooo happy. Then, out of it fell another card...a gift card...to Macy's.

My birthday had just gotten better.

THEN, I came inside and there were FLOWERS! Not just any flowers but a big bucket of petunia's. He actually thought about it and got me flowers that I can plant instead of something that was going to die.

Good man!

Oh, and he got me cake. Who can resist cake?