For the past few years, it seems like something always goes wrong on or around my birthday. And in the weeks leading up to this years, it wasn't looking too pretty.
Plans came together... only to fall apart. Not once, but twice.
I worked late Friday, worked Saturday and then on Sunday (my actual bday), I didn't even feel like doing much. I hung out at home all day and cleaned (because as much as I wanted it to, the house didn't clean itself in honor of my birthday).
And then things started to turn out great. Wes got me EXACTLY what I wanted for my birthday- a Sooners Snuggie and a wool peacoat. And he planned a surprise bday dinner at my favorite restaurant with about 20 of my friends & family. Top off the night with Pizookie, and it was a great birthday after all. Thanks babe. You rock.
13 years ago
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