First of all, it’s my birthday.

Second of all, this is the part where I’m supposed to grovel and apologize about not blogging and blah blah, but I don’t feel bad given I was busy and stuff. So now I’ll settle nicely into wedded bliss or whatever and pretend I’ve been blogging the whole time.

Back to my birthday. Ben and I were planned-out after all the wedding stuff, so we were brain-fried when it came to planning any birthday stuff. Plus, I didn’t really care enough. So at the last minute I decided we could invite folks to The Journey….an all-you-can-eat buffet, but one of those classy ones, with tile and mirrors and less red all over. Then no one really wanted to come, which I decided was maybe fine by me, since I’m starting to feel a little of the November Ick, that almost-sick I get nearly every year. So I cancelled it. Hope you heard in time.

It’s 1:33pm, and Ben isn’t back from work. And by “work” I mean the one where he’s paid worship intern at Redeemer Pres. So, given their service starts at 10am, he should be done, right? I know there was an Artist Talk with Kyle Ragsdale, but I’m assuming Kyle isn’t STILL talking….so…..Hm. Two newlywed options:

1) Get cranky and drink the entire pot of coffee while my feet get cold because it’s my birthday, so I shouldn’t have to walk all the way to the bedroom (approximately 10 feet) to get socks, or all the way to the thermostat to change it (approximately 9 feet), wondering why my husband has decided to spend so much of the Day of His Wife’s Birth away from The Dear Wife (me).

Or.

2) Assume that he is buying/planning something grand and elaborate, because he came up with a brilliant idea for it last night and so must accomplish many things for his wife now for her birthday because she’s awesome and…born.

3) Try and be patient and blog.

Or, maybe I could do all three. So far, I have.

Anyway, I can’t complain about my birthday. The more major celebration was last night, after church, when we went out with our friends the Parsons to see Bob Schnieder. I’d only heard him a few times, but they are massive fans, and we love hanging out with them. Plus it was a great show. They have two kiddos, so most of the time we just hang out at their house after the kids are in bed. But they got babysitters! We had a grown-up night! With beers and dinner and everything! It was fabulous. They are a good time. And that went past midnight, so that counted as my birthday celebrations.

Update.

The husband just walked in.

Ben: (Sigh. Sets down guitar and bag.) “I HAVE GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS. The bad news is I just wasted an hour looking for something I really wanted to get for you and I couldn’t get it. (SIGH.) The good news is, I can get you something else but…..we have to take a trip. Before 4pm. So there’s that.

:) Number TWO FOR THE WIN!