A sweet birthday

For some reason most birthdays around here come and go with little notice. My husband is one of those guys who usually doesn't even say "happy birthday", but some years he might buy flowers. However those flowers just appear on the kitchen counter with nothing ever said - and I do try to be appreciative. And some years pass with no notice at all.  Ideally I would prefer just doing something special together to celebrate.  Time together with family is the best gift of all.   

This year my girls planned my ideal birthday - going to a play with them in the afternoon, then back to have cupcakes with the grandkids.  A perfect plan making sweet memories.  I've been talking for a couple of weeks about going to see Steel Magnolias at the Orpheum Theater with the girls for my birthday.  But proof that my husband doesn't actually hear what I say - he texted both girls to remind them that it was my birthday, in case they had forgotten.  They had a big laugh over that.  So why did he think I was going?  In one ear and out the other!

After the play - which was wonderful - we went back to Jerilyn's house to have pizza and cupcakes. All 5 grandkids yelled "surprise" and sang happy birthday to me.  This was the best birthday in years!!

And I came home to this - sitting on the kitchen counter in the dark.  I didn't even see it until I actually turned on the light in the kitchen to get a glass of water before I went to bed, and my husband hadn't said a word of course.  It's kind of a sad looking plant with a couple of yellow leaves drooping.  I haven't had real house plants in a couple of decades because I always manage to kill them.  So more leaves are destined to be yellow soon.  He told me the grocery store doesn't have much of a selection on Sunday nights.  LOL!!!  It's the thought that counts, right?