Sunday, November 11, 2007

Was It Special?

Thanks to all those who remembered. It was a good day considering so many things. What made it good? I slept the entire afternoon. The one thing that could rain on my birthday parade happened (okay, many things have the potential to ruin my day, but I decided from the very beginning that this was going to be a positive blog, so absolutely no snarking), but nature's something I have no control over (That is, I could have gotten pregnant, then I wouldn't have to go through it for roughly a year, but have I ever mentioned how vile my hyperemesia was? Btw, I am hunting down all of the people who told me that the cramps would go away once I give birth. They made me HOPE.) and the best way to deal with it is just to sleep it off. My Mom made it possible.:)
Anyway, Husband was so, let's call it endearing, waking me up at 12am on my birthday, first crackling a big bag of jalapeƱo-flavored chips, and then greeting me. I thanked him and tried to go back to sleep (because "Sleep! Yum, yum, yum!" - a la Cookie Monster), but a few seconds later he was giving me pescatore pasta from Amici di Don Bosco ("Oh, you can eat this later."). He walked away again, but only to come back with a bouquet of flowers ("Oh, you can put it in water. Er, I mean I'll put it in water now" - but he didn't). This happened a few times more: a book, a birthday card, a carton of wheat chips, camembert, pie... I'd thank him each time, a little bewildered because he was pacing back and forth, sometimes going out of the room, sometimes bringing something inside, sometimes taking it back outside, sometimes stopping to talk to me, just a confused flurry of activity to my sleep-addled brain, until there was no point going back to sleep so I sat up and considered eating one of the things (the edible ones, of course) he had given me. Anyway, mild mayhem and sleep disturbance aside, I have an adorable husband. Marguerite woke up at one point and stayed up for an hour or so. Husband took care of getting her back to sleep even if he still had work to do and had to wake up at 5.
Anyway, both Husband and my Mom gave me a banoffee pie. It's one of those times when my taste coincides with the fashion. For some reason, the banoffee pie is "in". It's the dessert of choice at Starbucks (I wouldn't really know about that. I don't drink coffee and I rarely step inside a Starbucks) and people are always serving it in " Come Dine with Me" (okay, so the season being aired here right now may be 2 years old and I'm not sure what that says about my perception of trends, but that's how I see it, lol).
Husband was supposed to take me out the evening of my birthday, but I still had cramps. We were supposed to go out again yesterday, but the cramps were still there in full force. Just in case I forget, please remind me that Husband still owes me a birthday date.

DSC_8822 - Stop disturbing me and take a picture of my present!

DSC_8828 DSC_8829 DSC_8836
The Marguerite is easily the prettiest flower in these pics.

7 comments:

aunt chip said...

what?
you didn't put a picture of my gift for ya?!
it doesn't matter...my baby's so cute anyway. i'm completely devoted to leaving comments about her.
Marguerite Forevah!

Anonymous said...

oui! oui! marguerite is the fairest of them all! :)

Anonymous said...

oui! oui! marguerite is the fairest of them all! :)

spinninglovelydays said...

Sister gave me a fab poncho. :)

Thanks, anonymous :) Is this joderick?

Anonymous said...

ummmm, are you still celebrating your birthday Ivy? been visiting your blog since Monday and expecting to read something great as always....:)
post now, post now..hehehe... Oui! margurite is the fairest of them all! :)

spinninglovelydays said...

wow! demanding... or in the words of chip and her gang, "commanding!" :) will post something shortly

maf said...

lovely luvly Midgy! Mwah!