It was the Ginger Hunks birthday on Monday. We went to dinner at 5.30pm and were home by 7.30. He has a bung hip and an ulcer so could not drink. I proceeded to try and celebrate for the both of us and sculled three wines, acted all stupid for approximately ten minutes (because I have been on a shred since January) and went home and passed out on a sugar and carbohydrate high by 9pm.
All my plans to surprise him with a geeky gadget also failed.
He is a massive ugoogaliser and I cannot surprise him with anything for fear that I will get the wrong thing at the wrong price.
I thought about a go pro, he said he might get one for work anyway, I thought about some paragliding gear, then went into the camping shop and freaked out because I did not know what to get.
What do you get for a man that
- Has most things.
- Likes to visit 876 forums before he makes a choice about something.
- Wears the same clothing.
Feeling like a bad and lazy wife, I gave him a card with an ‘order yourself’ something instruction on it and booked a meal.
Shouldn’t have done this, because he then ordered himself a new phone. (Apparently we need a new phone now every three months – I did suggest a kitten but he said it was like him buying me a paraglider for my birthday. Fair enough.)
Anyway, he was happy with his new gadget and I was happy that he was happy.
Then I thought about the high and low points of birthdays past: here are a few that stick out!
High point: eating a Neapolitan ice cream cake for dinner
Low point: asking for UGG boots and getting a mug
High point: My “Something starting with A party” ( was a great party, probably the last one till I am 40 and my friends are done baby making)
Low point: the hangover (and getting my animal tail pulled off in the Columbian)
High point: Naked spa party in Thailand with 15 people
Low point: The photos that someone took of it.
(Also spent the day prior thinking that I was going to get proposed to then was given a pair of rock climbing shoes instead.)
High point: massive party at a pub in London
Low point: none (what were hangovers?)
High point: Three day bender including a party at home, clubbing at Sublime then a day party.
Low point: Tuesday
So THIS birthday on June 6th I am breaking this trend and going for something that PETRIFIES ME.
This is my what I would do if I was not afraid list (that I am slowly ticking off!)
You guessed it! NUMBER 10!!
Skydiving here I come!
What are the best and worst of your birthdays?
Have you been skydiving?