I love birthdays, whether they're mine or others'. I love thinking of what to do for someone that will let them know how special I think they are. I enjoy surprising those I love with something I think will suit them and something they will enjoy. I especially love my husband's birthday.
It's in October, which is already a gorgeous month and I think the beauty of the month adds to my joy in planning and celebrating it. This year, we picked out cards for him a month prior to his big day, just so we'd have them. I was grateful to be able to celebrate with him on his birthday instead of the day before or after. I find it hard to share him when it's his birthday.
This year my son and I made waffles for him. I also gave him a fabulous gift, the gift of bossing me around without any repercussions. We laughed a great deal on his birthday. We took a hike, one of our favorite activities. We didn't go far from our house, but far enough to see mountain goats. The day was gorgeous...clear skies, warm sunshine, cool breeze, not too hot. My husband had a fabulous time as did I. Our son was able to complain and whine and moan, which is his favorite hobby.
I was excited to have dinner at Ted's Montana Grill and spend quality time with my family. My husband had a great day, and I was happy to give him the type of birthday he enjoys.
But the real joy was mine, and the chance to make a beautiful memory for him.
