Birthday

So, it was my birthday yesterday. I was expecting, as I always do, a parade in my honor, a television broadcast and all the hoopla letting everyone know that I am the queen. It didn't happen, if you were wondering. I go up with the kids, while my wonderful husband slept in. I made myself a pumpkin pie latte, read the newspaper, and watched some TV with the kids. David woke up after awhile and came to bless our little family with his lazy presence.
After a bit David told me that I needed to go talk to Gavin about his mis-behaving. I walked into the playroom and Gavin and Quinten were sitting by their table yelling "Happy Birthday!". They had a present on their table which they told me to open.
I opened the present to find a waffle maker. I asked for this gift, but knew that it was a hint also. I didn't give in.
We sat down and ate. They ate cereal, I had French toast-Yum!! We got ready, David took Gavin to school and I cleaned the house because we were having company for dinner.
We basically didn't do anything all day. I sat around the house, bored. David helped clean, but not be nice. To make sure that is friends didn't think we were slobs. As a stay at home Mom and keeper of the house, I tried not to take offence to this.
As a family we picked up Gavin and went to Chapala Grill for lunch/snack, since none of us had lunch. It was really good by the way. When we got home, David told me to open a compartment in the car to "get something". When I opened it, I found a small box. Inside the box was a pair of small diamond earrings. They were just what I wanted. Hence the "wonderful husband" title that he received earlier.
We got home, got the BBQ heated up and I started making dinner. We had tri-tip, potato skins and asparagus. It was super good. I was very impressed with myself. I had a couple bottles of wine ready, but they don't drink wine, or beer for that matter. Don't get me wrong, overdoing it isn't a good thing. But when you are me, a glass (or two) of wine at dinner with strangers is much needed. So I went about dinner being completely sober. Yikes.
It was a long evening. The boys were high maintenance, which is out of character, but okay in this situation. David talked "shop talk" and every so often I put in my two cents, but I just wasn't on my game. In fact, I wasn't even on the field. I was standing outside with my bottled water.
I have to be honest. My favorite part of the night was when David and I crawled into bed and watched Ghost Hunters. It was just us. That was the best gift all day!