He was 27 when I met him. We started dating and quickly fell in like and then in love. His first birthday after we met I made him the most awful cake – I didn’t know it wouldn’t turn out, and I wasn’t much of a cook. But he smiled and we ate cake.
A year later I made him a beautiful cake: Chocolate cake with milk chocolate frosting. I was so proud of that cake even though the kitchen was trashed. It took us a week to finish it.
This year is his first birthday after we were married. He told me not to make a cake – we don’t need the sugar. Instead we are going out for dinner with friends.
Cakes aren’t important. What is important, though, is the love they represent. And I love my husband dearly.
Yesterday was my birthday. I love birthdays because they are the one day a year that is really just about me (wow, that sounds really narcissistic…). And I don’t work on my birthday. I’ll work on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s, but not on my birthday. And let me tell you, this year my birthday was amazing!! My husband went above and beyond to make it so.
We started by going to breakfast, then I went to get a pedicure with a friend. Apparently this is the time when my husband dreamed up a dastardly birthday plan. I had planned to have a very low-key day, so when I arrived home I pulled out my knitting and turned on my favourite Netflix show. My husband had gone out on an unnamed errand and returned with a gift – well, multiple gifts, actually. He brought me a tiny bread tin, a cooling rack, and two baking mixes! Yum! I set to work immediately to make us some tiny Pumpkin bread!
A little later he presented me with another gift: A tiny Doctor to go with the Tiny TARDIS on my desk.
And so the day went on. Every time I least expected it he would turn up with another present. This man knows me well: he gave me something from all my favourite fandoms. I love baking. I love Doctor Who. From Harry Potter he gave me The Tales of Beedle the Bard. For knitting he gave me Knits for Pets (I need to make some cat toys now). For music he gave me a CD of the Three Tenors Christmas. He made me a steak dinner. And he gave me tea.
I think this was the best birthday I’ve ever had. And it’s not (just) because of the presents. It’s because I spent the day with the person I love most.