Happy Happy, Happy Happy Hey Hey! (the birthday song in my head)
This last Sunday, which was a particularly beautiful day, marked the beginning of the 27th year of my life! “Aye, I be ownly tawenti sevan” (said in a pirate voice (I’m not sure why it needs to be said like that, but it does)). And like most of the occasions in my life, I typically chalk them up as insignificant, albeit just a good a reason as any to throw a party! Sounds contradictory I know, but the party is to gather with my friends and be with them, not to celebrate me :); however, this year was different!!
Instead of the wildly successful Redneck Party that I threw last year,
my fiancé (I’m saying that more and more so I don’t call her my girlfriend anymore) told me to make sure I didn’t make any plans that day, and that she was going to surprise me with the entire day! She’s amazing, I know I know. So what did my little angel have planned for me? Well I’m glad you asked! Here we go:
- Beginning at 8:30am, my dear stopped by to pick me up to take me to breakfast (my favorite meal!). The thought of a big plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns, pancakes and maybe a sausage link or two puts me into a trance like Homer Simpson when he thinks of donuts. So, away we went, but not without my favorite drink from Starbucks made JUST the way I like it. BONUS!
- Off to East Plano to Poor Richard’s Café for some of Dallas’ best breakfast. We were greeted by a petite, elderly woman with bright red curly hair from New York City; her accent filling the room with talks of bagels, deli meats, cakes and cawfee as we were shuffled to our booth. Her initial response to Becca’s furry vest thingamajig she was wearing (with the required hand gesture that looks like she was swatting something in the air): “Dawling, that thing is too cauute!” So, off we went to be seated and filled to the brim with yet another cup, or four, of coffee. Good conversations and questions were saved for then and we quickly lost track of time with stuffed bellies and over saturated lips from coffee. We left PR’sC off to the next surprise destination…
- During this time, my mother called me on the phone, and I was caught up in the typical over-extended phone conversation about how happy she is, and wanting to know every detail about my thoughts, feelings and the weekend. However, this was abruptly cut short by me when I told her I had to let her go because I saw the next location!!!!: The Bullet Trap! Oh yes, my baby girl took me to a gun range! We walked in ready for action! Me in a pair of shorts and some chucks, and her in a frilly pink dress and big sunglasses; oh yes, they knew we were there for business! So, we rented two handguns (a 9mm and a .45 both by SIG SAUER). We rented some ear muffs, eye protection, bought 100 rounds of ammo, and a target and proceeded to destroy the imaginary intruders from 10 yards away. For those wondering, Becca has incredibly steady hands, and started tracing back her routes to the Italian Mafia. So, after expending the last cartridge from the pistola, we proceeded to walk around the guns for a bit (mostly so I could scope out the one I want in the future), and then left to the next destination.
- Confession: I like shoes, and shoe shopping. I know, for a man to say that is something of a rarity, and something usually characterized by stereotypes, but what can I say, I dig ‘em. So when I say I needed a pair of black dress shoes, I mean: I just wanted a new pair. And so for part of my birthday gift, “baby girl” bought me some new shoes. Shiney ones with a buckle on top of it, and fine stitching with a raised toe line. Pretty spiffy if you ask me. Ask me! I also happened to see a pair of brown ones in the right shape and color I wanted on the clearance rack. I’ll take a pair of $70 shoes for $11, thank you! Oh, and a new belt. I guess my girl is rubbing off on me, because I have to say when it comes to shopping, I’m not bi-shopping, I’m bi-winning! (Charlie Sheen fans out there??)
- After eating, shooting, driving, shopping, laughing and people watching, I typically like to do something very logical after all that: start it all over again! So, off to lunch we went to one of my favorite little cafes in Plano called Main Street Bakery Café. Great sandwiches, great desserts, great salads, and of course, great drinks! So, a quaint little lunch with salads and tall screwdrivers added to the needed serenity after unleashing a staccato of shells at the would-be intruders, and the ensuing storm of shopping; it was a perfect respite.
- We decided that since we were in the area, and the day was feeling reminiscent of times of our early romance, we decided to hop across the street to the place we had our first date (or second depending on which one of us you talk to), for a nice cold bowl of fro-yo! Becca and I’s favorite dessert together. We enjoyed some amazing fro-yo at the table we first shared a small piece of our hearts together, and what an amazing treat with an amazing treat with my amazing treat 🙂
- Impromptu jello shots next door. Nothing much to add here other than we thought it would be fun since they were free. And it was fun!
- Recoup and rest. We rented a comedy from the neighborhood Blockbuster down the street, and rested on the couch with our laughter (truth be told, I silently laughed since she feel asleep early and drooled all over my shirt 🙂 haha jk). After the movie, we arose and pepped up to go have dinner with our friends like we do every Sunday. Good times and good conversations ensued, but Becca and I soon found ourselves exhausted, and seeking more peace and quite. We left Sunday Night Diner to go have some quiet time and talk. We rested, talked about our relationship and our feelings, and then very slowly, began to call it a night.
After thinking through the whole day and all the things we did, I can’t help but be amazed by this woman. She truly loves me, and cares for me. She honors me, and respects me. She does things for me not so she can receive it back, but just to care for me. For those things, and the events of the day, I have to confess one more thing: it was the best birthday ever. I am so so so blessed by the Lord.