I Read, Therefore I Am

Today is my birthday.

I used to spend the day of my birthday in tears. Now I go all out and start the day before. Don't ask me why, I have no issues with the actual aging process.

Yesterday was over spilled milk. I had a real full-on boo hoo when a full cup of milk went over on the white carpet that a child who will remain anonymous spilled even though she's been told a gazillion times that no drinks are allowed in there.

I spent the rest of the day dreading going to the youth group where I knew the girls were up to planning some sort of surprise. I hate surprises.
When we all got there at 7 pm, one girl came in carrying a lot of bags. The dread set in. I didn't feel well, only just recovered from some nasty tummy bug on wednesday and I know my smile looked forced.
She began pulling out tins and boxes--filled with...

sewing stuff! Yay! As the evening went on with no surprises, I got happier and happier and was downright giddy as I left the building.

This morning, I swore I'd be more enthusiastic. I opened my eyes and the first words from my mouth were "Flush the toilet!"

Never once have I told my kids not to flush a toilet when people are sleeping, so that excuse is not working... and skipping hand washing? Really? How loud can one wash hands? It's going to be just another day...

So, I slip downstairs and there is a package waiting for me...

I never know with the hubby and wonder in awe at his thought process.
This year tops it I think. There's two books wrapped together. He knows I like to read, knows I've sent us into the poor house downloading books onto the iPad, only I think he's forgotten the time and care I put into choosing a book... I can only try to understand why he's picked these two books out of an entire store.

And then I remember last night as he asked about "The Forgotten Garden". I told him that the author is Kate Morton and I quickly made sure he knew that I had EVERYTHING she's written... He replied with, "Tesco has a sale on books, buy one get one..."

Men.

His Father's Day gift that I have planned out since April? I can guarantee you it was not on a buy one get one free offer...

Speaking of books...

don't say I've never done you any favors.
RUN do not walk to your nearest book shop (app) and pick up "The Help"by Kathryn Stockett. You can thank me later. I will warn you, DON'T read it quickly, you will regret not pacing yourself.

I'm off to find a matinee somewhere. The thought of sitting in a dark cinema alone, not escorting someone to the toilet every five minutes sounds like Heaven. Any non-child friendly movie suggestions?