Shireen and I don’t have much in common, Cody and I don’t have much in common either, which is probably what makes my relationship with both of these people so wonderful.
I love birthdays, keeping surprises eats my spirit from the inside out and I like to make very big deals out of anything that could be considered a deal.
Shireen doesn’t really like birthdays, she can keep a surprise like a boss and doesn’t make very big deals out of many deals.
Shireen’s 30th birthday is Tuesday and through the secretly uniting powers of facebook I was able to bring together her mom, her childhood friends, her high school friends, her college friends and her new friends who live in her computer to plan a surprise birthday party for her. I EVEN KEPT IT A SECRET.
I had dinner with her Friday night and she was boo hooing about how she really wanted her friends to make a big deal out of her birthday and plan something for her, but she just knew her hopes were too high and she shouldn’t expect anything and just give in to being disappointed now. She also said she probably should have planned something herself but that requires effort and it’s always strange to plan your own birthday party.
I NEARLY DIED YOU GUYS.
I had to play along like I knew nothing.
I planned my own birthday party this year. I had the same high hopes but when my birthday week came and no one had even reserved me for anything at all? I figured it was time to take things into my own hands. When I told Cody I was planning myself a birthday party he said “What if I was planning you one for Friday and now you just ruined it?” Oh Cody, that’s funny that you even tried to make me believe that you were doing something, by the way, I got a babysitter for Saturday night and you’re taking me out to dinner.
After 12 years I’ve learned that my expectations can be a bit high and in order to not be disappointed on my birthday/anniversary/Mother’s Day/Christmas/Valentine’s I just have to do things myself and tell Cody where and when to show up.
It’s not horribly romantic, but it works. Every once in awhile Cody pulls of a surprise, I love it when he does.
Shireen and I went out last night, I pretended like we were going to dinner but before we made it to the door I shoved a blindfold over her eyes, a tiny sparkling top hat on her head, headphones over her ears, put her back in my car, and took her to another friend’s house where there were a dozen lovely people waiting to hug and love on her.
There was even an Edward Cullen cake that sparkled.
It was wonderful.
It was everything she deserved.
It took close to thirty years to weed out the turds in my life and surround myself with really good people. It was totally worth the wait and turd weeding to get to where I’m at today.
Happy Birthday Shireen. I sure do like you.