Part Deux: Is it Bad that I Forgot My Husband's Birthday?
Really there is no excuse for this one. I don't even know how it happened. I woke up and went to get coffee. I put in a load of laundry. I started making my son's lunch for camp and realized we didn't have hot dog buns. I jumped on my scooter and went to the grocery, raced back and my husband was on his way out the door. Goodbye kiss.
Downstairs to put laundry into dryer and I started thinking that it was Wednesday. Wednesday, hmmm, sounds familiar. Is there something I need to do today?
Oh shit. It's my husband's birthday.
Now I'm going to have to think of something genuinely nice that I can do for him. I have something in mind. My son and I are going to bring a cake to his office. Make a big fuss about him. He won't be expecting that.
One possible drawback is the cake will draw attention to the fact that he is the oldest creative director on staff. But I think he'll like it. Plus all those kids he works with must love cake. All kids love cake. Right?
Downstairs to put laundry into dryer and I started thinking that it was Wednesday. Wednesday, hmmm, sounds familiar. Is there something I need to do today?
Oh shit. It's my husband's birthday.
Now I'm going to have to think of something genuinely nice that I can do for him. I have something in mind. My son and I are going to bring a cake to his office. Make a big fuss about him. He won't be expecting that.
One possible drawback is the cake will draw attention to the fact that he is the oldest creative director on staff. But I think he'll like it. Plus all those kids he works with must love cake. All kids love cake. Right?

2 Comments:
i forgot father's day. we were racing that weekend. he thought the empty snazzy sunglasses box that he saw in the garbage meant that i bought him the new glasses he had been shamelessly hinting about; until he watched me put on my new glasses when i went to race.
at least you baked a cake. i bought cool sunglasses. for me. oops.
I'm so happy to hear I'm not the only one.
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