He says I can’t make a big deal of this, so keep your excitement down.
My hubby turned 50 today!
I’m following his wishes and am quite happy to. I don’t want to arrange a big celebration as much as he doesn’t want to have one. Instead, I baked his favorite dessert, stocked the freezer with ice cream, and arranged a basket full of his favorite things. This should keep him content until we take our (quickly becoming) annual trip to Florida.
All this doesn’t mean, of course, that I don’t celebrate him. Not only does he do most of the laundry, keep the kids on track, and love me unconditionally, but he eats the bad bananas, and warms my side of the bed, and doesn’t complain about my lack of culinary, housekeeping, and socializing skills. Seriously, what more could a girl ask for.
Except maybe that he returns the favor when I turn 50. He’s got 5 years to plan for the nothing that I want him to do for me. Perhaps by then, we’ll be living in Florida which will be celebration enough. Well, that and a bowl of ice cream with candy corn and peanuts on the side…
But for now, it’s his day. Apple cobbler, a bag of pistachios, a bottle of rum and a Keep Calm Chive On shirt is more his style.