A Quiet Birthday…with a Kink

First, thank you for all your encouragement about HOW to have my birthday and also for all the birthday wishes. I was busy from sunup to well past sundown, so didn’t get a chance to be online until now. I really, really thank you all!

How I spent my 21st Birthday

Jazz and I woke up at the usual time, but took a little extra time saying good morning to each other. Some days I get up with him and have breakfast, “help” him shower and get dressed, maybe make his lunch, etc. Yesterday, though, he told me to go back to sleep and he’d call me later, so I slept in. When I got up, I noticed a sticky note on the lamp wishing me a happy birthday. There were more on the window blinds, door knob, 3 on the floor between the bedroom and bathroom, and then in the bathroom…they were everywhere! Some said happy birthday, some said he loves me, I’m beautiful, smart, funny, artistic, sexy, and bunches of other compliments. I sent him a photo of myself all smiley and teary and told him I love him so much.

Downstairs in the kitchen was a huge bouquet of carnations — that’s the Capricorn flower — in all different colors and a new box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, my fave cereal. A note told me to eat up and then get ready to go out because my chauffeur would be there at 11 to take me out for some fun. I didn’t have any idea who this chauffeur might be or where we were going, but I gobbled up like half the box and then got all prettied up for a day on the town. I stuck a flower in the button hole of my sport coat and it was all kinds of sunny and sort of a warm day so I could look extra cute without being bundled under my winter coat.

Promptly at 11, I discovered a chauffeur and his accomplices on the doorstep: Alec and my friends Sean and Robbie! Robbie had her mom’s H2 and was prepared to drive us out to lunch at a place of my choosing, then to the movies for Les Miserable, and finally to a bookstore where I would be given a gift card and 1 hour to shop. After that, it was off to the restaurant for dinner with friends and family to celebrate. But the best laid plans… I wanted the bookstore before the movie and then spent so much time there that we didn’t have time to see the movie before dinner. However, I had a ton of new books and a chocolatey coffee drink and was feeling no pain {bouncebouncebounce!}

To my ultimate surprise we had the private room in the back of the restaurant because it was packed with all the family and a bunch of my friends (and a whole pack of Italian waiters in form-fitting black pants!). Happy Birthday To Me! We ate, we laughed, we told  funny stories of everyone’s past birthdays, we discovered who was the oldest (Grams, 75) and who was the youngest (Robbie, 19), I talked my way out of getting smacked on the butt by everyone in the room, and I had my glass of wine with my lasagna. I actually sipped from a lot of different wines until I discovered that I like a sweet red one best.

I also discovered that 2 glasses makes me giggly…and a little bit of a husband molester. Which then brought us to the evening…

Jazz bought me a corset! It was scorching just looking at it and petting it, but then he helped me put it on, got me into my petticoat and clunky black boots, and… Well, it was a very VERY very good night. I’m surprised he made it to work on time today, actually. I’ve barely managed to do much of anything because I’m just feeling so very satisfied So. Very.