It was the best birthday ever, better than the one when I was little and we went to a safari park and monkeys piddled on the wing mirrors of dad's car and ripped the molding off the sides.
It started with posters that the 'lings made. I was greeted by them on the stairs when I got up and was tickled, but this is what I was greeted with when FTS and I came back from the DMV yesterday morning:
'FOUR T', get it??
They had tacked them up on the garage door so the whole street knew it was my birthday, and I love that!
Then, there was this:
The black balloons and the one that say 'Over The Hill' were a nice, touch, I think.
The 'lings gave me gifts (they chose them themselves) that were totally unexpected: Littlest Ling got me a silver heart necklace, FTS got me some organic lotions and potions, and Numbah Two got me Victoria's Secret perfumes (Urbaner really likes the way they smell, which is an added bonus).
Later, we went out to dinner at a hibachi restaurant. This is me and Urbaner right before we left:
He never smiles in photos. That's ok, I still think he's hawt. Like my dress? That's a $6 thrift store special, and I'm pretty proud of it.
Yeah, I have pink in my hair. That caused quite an issue at the DMV; the girl didn't know what to put under the 'hair color' slot on the form.
Future Trauma Surgeon and Numbah Two at the restaurant:
It was a really good time. I nearly drowned on saki, and Littlest Ling was really very impressed with the chef's skills, especially the onion ring volcano and the buring oils. Friends I didn't expect to show up were there, and Urbaner had apparently told the staff it was my birthday because they came out with drums and dragons and sang to me - they made me dance, and yes, there is photographic evidence of that. I don't know if it will ever see the light of day, but there IS evidence.
When we got home, Urbaner surprised me with a 'Mind The Gap' t shirt that he got when he was delayed in England over the weekend. I've wanted one of those for ages, and he made it his mission to get me one when he was gone. Not pictured is the matching thong....a mind the gap thong, indeed! LOL!!
There was a cake waiting for me when we got home (another surprise) and yes, there are 40 candles on it. A fire hazard, I know, but the smoke detectors stayed silent and I blew out all the candles in one go.
It really was the best birthday ever. Really. Urbaner got home Monday night after 11 days of almost constant flying (3 continents and too many time zones to count), so for him to be able to pull that off with NO notice...he busted his ass, and it showed, and I am incredibly grateful to him for doing it. I know he reads my blog, so...thank you, U. I'll remember that birthday for the rest of my life, and it's all because of you. I love you, I love you, I love you.
BEST. BIRTHDAY. EVER.