Today is a happy day for me because it's my birthday. My mom was always the best about making our birthdays special. She would start the week before, and build up the hype about what a special day it was going to be, and so on and so forth. It was great, so of course I went through withdrawals when I grew up and didn't live at home anymore on my birthdays.
I must say that my wonderful husband has taken the place of my mom (in that aspect anyway). He's always made special occasions happy for me. Most of the time, he tries to keep his plans a surprise for me so I'm guessing up until the last minute what is going to take place.
Also, as you know, my birthday falls during football season...well, those of you who know Kenny know that he takes his coaching job VERY seriously, so there's little spare time during the season. But, somehow, he always finds a way to make me feel important on my birthday.
The treat this year included showing up at the volleyball tournament where Avery and I spent our morning (while he was in film with football guys) with a dozen beautiful red roses. Everyone was jealous of me, and he received a big, "ahhh..." from the crowd, as well as the girls on the bench when he arrived.
It's always fun to get flowers, but it's more fun to get flowers when everyone sees that you're getting flowers! :) Is that vain? It's my way of bragging that I have a great hubby.
(And I think I'm in for a treat tonight that involves some of our friends and Olive Garden! YUM!)
Kudos and brownie points to you, Kenny!