Husband’s Birthday Surprises

I love ALL holidays, especially my Birthday. My Birthday is in November, and I always declare November “Birthday Month”. This means that all month whenever I want to watch a certain show, get Starbucks, or eat chips and salsa for dinner, and Husband does not…I simply say, “But its BIRTHDAY month!”

The week of my Birthday is even better. I can usually convince Husband to make dinner, clean house, take me out on a date, and shower me with little surprises, all because it’s “Birthday week.” Husband is a good sport about all of this because he knows I love to celebrate, and he knows I’ll be sad and disappointed if he doesn’t share my enthusiasm. He’s learned over the years that it’s much better to go along with my festivities than to ignore them. I do not take disappointment well.

I may sound bratty, but I can’t help it. I tend to build up every special event in my life so much that I am easily disheartened if occasions aren’t as I imagined. I don’t mean to set myself up for disappointed; I just like to have something big and positive to look forward to, like waking up to a room full of balloons and breakfast in bed on my Birthday.

To make up for being a Birthday Brat, I try my best to treat Husband the same during his Birthday month/week. The tricky part is that he never uses the phrase “but, it’s my Birthday week!”, so I never know exactly what he wants. Even after questioning him on what he’d like for dinner or what movie he would like to see, I just get his typical “Whatever is fine with me” answer.

He doesn’t ask for much, and he owns basically everything he wants, so gift buying and little surprises are hard to choose. This year I decided to make a list of special little things I could do all week to show him I love him, and that his Birthday is special too…almost as special as mine.

While making the list I tried to think of things he would appreciate, but also things I could afford. If I could surprise him with extravagant gifts everyday I would, but I don’t have a credit card anymore so I’m forced to think realistically these days. After lots of brainstorming and doodling I came up with this final list of special little surprises….

This List:

Do the dishes. It is typically his job to do the dishes, but I decided to give him a break a few days this week and take on the task.

Walk the dog. This is another chore that Husband does. He doesn’t mind walking the dog, except in the mornings, so I took her for a walk before work.

Special notes. I left little post-its around the house with sweet messages to remind him how sweet, hot, and wonderful I think he is.

Favorite candy bar. I bought his favorite candy bar (Ritter Sport Butter Biscuit Bar) for dessert one night.

Special Birthday Dinner. I found this awesome recipe on Pinterest for Cake Pancakes. It’s half yellow cake mix, half pancake, and lots of sprinkles. Mine do not look nearly as attractive as the Pinterest recipe, but they tasted uh-mazzzzeee-ing, and I served them on my “Happy Birthday” platter!

TV time. ANY time Husband wanted to watch ANYthing, I said, “Okay” with no argument. Didn’t matter if it was football, YouTube videos found on Reddit, or Walking Dead….I was all for it.

Massage. Because, you know, who doesn’t want a massage?

Best Lava Cake in NYC. Husband’s all-time favorite dessert is chocolate lava cake, and I researched and researched to find the best in the city and ended at Cathcart and Reddy…a former dessert truck turned bakery in the Lower East Side. We got chocolate bread pudding, handmade donuts with rosemary caramel, and obviously chocolate lava cake. Everything was phenomenal. This is a place going on our list of “must-do’s” for all our visitors.

Chocolate bread pudding
donuts and rosemary caramel
chocolate lava cake!!!

Movies! Husband loves going to the movies, so we saw Argo. As an extra special treat, I stayed awake throughout the entire movie! BTW, if you haven’t seen this yet, you should.

The Perfect Card, I love looking for hours and hours for the right card. This year I found one that says, “According to psychologists…your favorite kind of cake can reveal your personality!” Now, read these descriptions:

Husband’s favorite cake
My favorite cake

That’s just uncanny.

I got him a gift too, but I think these little things mean much more. It’s fun to stretch out the celebration, and have special surprises all week. Any of you have any traditional Birthday celebrations, or sweet and inexpensive surprise you do for you loved ones? I loved to hear them!

Happy Husband’s Birthday week to all of you!

Cheers!

Fireworks on the Hudson

This week was our nation’s Birthday, which, to me, means another reason to celebrate. YOU KNOW I love celebrating for any reason, and tend to be a pretty festive person. Besides dressing in costume for basically every holiday, I also like being a part of something BIG…like New Year’s Eve in Time Square, or the Macy’s Day parade. I know I won’t live in Manhattan forever so I take advantage of whatever the city has to offer now.

 

 

Dealing with these enormous crowds is always frustrating, and sometimes scary, but it’s also part of the fun!

So, a few days ago, I realized that July 4th was only 48 hours a way, and husband and I had no plans. I quickly got online to research “stuff to do in NYC on the 4th” and discovered that Manhattan actually has the biggest fireworks show in the states! I called up a couple of friends, and made plans to head downtown for a full afternoon of picnics, adult lemonade, and fireworks. Then, I immediately started planning my head-to-toe red, white, and blue ensemble for the day.

Husband and I made sandwiches and the “adult lemonade” for our picnic. The lemonade was AMAZING. Here’s how we did it.

– make homemade lemonade: sugar, water, lemons…just google it.

-a whole pack of fresh strawberries

-a bag of frozen raspberries

-the rest of the tequila left in our freezer

-Throw it all in the blender, and VOILA! Grown-up Lemonade!

We got to the Chelsea Piers area (prime location for fireworks) at 5pm…BTW the fireworks were not scheduled to start until 9:20pm. Being 4 1/2 hours early still involved us having to walk past several blocked of entrances due to overcrowding. We still ended up directly in the middle of where the fireworks would be viewed. unfortunately, “prime fireworks viewing” meant the middle of 12th avenue. Literally, the middle of the street. We, along with a million other people, were seated on hot asphalt in order to have the “best seats” for the fireworks.

 

 

I brought a sheet for all of us to sit on, but it was still comparable to sitting on top of an oven. Thank God we had refreshing “lemonade” to keep us cool.

 

 

The four hours went by pretty quickly as we ate, drank, played with Belle, and chatted with the people around us. Before we knew it, the biggest fireworks show I’d ever seen had started.

And, Belle, went ballistic…. or shall I say Belle-istic.

I KNOW that Belle hates fireworks, but Husband insisted that we bring her, and that she’d feel safer with us rather than stuck at home, scared.

 

Wrong.

I spent the entire 26 minute fireworks production like this…

 

trying to keep her ears covered

 

Even with Belle trying to bite and claw her way through me, I still managed to appreciate the show. It really was spectacular. I have never seen such a big production. As we watched we could hear Katy Perry and Kenny Chesney belting out American classics on the Macy’s stage a couple blocks down from us. It was just lovely.

 

Happy 4th of July Y’all! (Better late than never, right?)

Cheers!