Today is Brad’s birthday. I’m taking a slightly different approach to a birthday blog for him than normal and sharing about something I recently learned, which is: The longer I’m married, the more independent I become.
I discovered something when Brad was gone all last week on a business trip. I realized that between the time we got married and now, I’ve become so much more independent. But it’s not just independence that I’ve developed, it’s confidence, competence and comfort-ence. (Alliteration is my favorite.)
It’s not that Brad makes me have to be independent. I both want and need my husband in my life. I have identified that Brad has been a significant part of my personal development process. Brad, combined with normal progression through adulthood and increased personal and professional responsibility, has helped me become better at being on my own. Continue reading →
My birthday may have fallen on a short day, but the only thing it was short of was time. Thanks to my wonderful husband, I had a fantastic birthday weekend.
I stayed at work late on Friday to say goodbye to the woman who hired me and until Friday was my supervisor. She has moved on to new opportunities and created a few of them for me as well. Brad ended up ordering Chinese for me to pick up on the way home for dinner.
When I got home, there were roses waiting for me and Stella Artois in the fridge. Stella + sesame chicken + the couch made for a nice low-key evening.
Being the horrible birthday girl that I am, I had planned to run errands on Saturday. Brad had other plans. He treated me to breakfast and let me squeeze in on errand before treating me to a surprise afternoon.
I was instructed to dress nicely and wear comfortable shoes. Our afternoon birthday adventure included three official stops and a Starbucks break. Continue reading →
I got a little disappointed this week when I noticed that my birthday falls on the dreaded “spring forward” day light savings. I will have a 23 hour birthday. I will lose an hour of sleep on my birthday. Poor me, too bad “pity” can’t be a party theme.
In all seriousness, the fact that my birthday falls on a clock-change day is in no way a big deal. It isn’t even a little deal. The actual deal is that my birthday falls on a Sunday and I like having weekend birthdays.
The 23-hour birthday is only fair because one year I had a 27-hour birthday!
I what magical, mysterious, scientifically impossible way did I ever have a 27-hour birthday?
Well, I happened to be in Seattle on my 22nd birthday. So when my birthday first started in my own time zone, it was 3 hours ahead of me. Then my birthday ended in the time zone where I was, I’d been turning 22 for a whole 27 hours.
When asked what he wanted to do for is his birthday, if he was looking forward to it, or anything else birthday-related, he would say that this year is a really unspecial birthday because it’s not a milestone year.
I however beg to differ. Any reason to celebrate my husband is a special occasion! I’m happy to mark every year that the world is made better with him in it.
Saturday was my birthday. It was a gross, cold, snowy day. I’m already sick and tired of winter and ready for some warmer weather and brighter colors.
The logical most cost-effective option for getting the temperatures I desire was to head to the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo. (The logical option would be hoping on a plane and flying to Caribbean…) Saturday was not a good day to walk around to zoo itself, but when my friend recommended the rain forest as a fun cold-weather break, I jumped at the idea. I had not been to the Cleveland Zoo before so it was a fun adventure.
Brad’s family came up and went with us. (Fun fact: My father-in-law designed the concrete support structures for the rain forest building.) It was nice to walk out of the cold snow and into the tropical temperatures. I was expecting rain forest plants and animals, but I wasn’t expecting orchids! There were orchids all over which I loved.