Birthday - Or Not?

My birthday was last Saturday. I got cards, calls, and good Facebook wishes from lots of friends and family. But John didn't mention it all day long. I decided not to say anything in case he had something planned. But he didn't. Didn't say a thing all day long. I wasn't upset, but I did get to where I didn't want him to remember. It became a game. I wanted to see how long we could go before he realized it was my birthday. At one point a neighbor hollered "happy birthday" to me, and I wanted to shush her. Please don't let John hear you. We made it through the day without any mention of birthday or surprises or gifts. It was classic.

Sunday morning as I was getting ready for church John said, "Someone has a birthday on Tuesday." I must have had a really confused look on my face as I tried to think of who it could be. My grandmother's birthday would have been on Wednesday, the 25th. My aunt's birthday had been on Friday, the 20th, but I honestly couldn't think of anyone with a birthday on Tuesday. So I asked, "Who?" John looked at me as if I had lost my mind. "You!" Me? Really? All I could say was "my birthday was yesterday". Then he was the one who looked confused. It was funny to me, but to him it was a tragedy. He felt awful. He truly did believe that my birthday was on the 24th, and had been planning on celebrating my birthday on that day for the past few weeks. It does get a little confusing in our household. My birthday is the 21st of September, the girls are the 22nd of July, our anniversary is the 24th of August, and Brandon's birthday is the 29th. Too many twenties. 

We didn't celebrate on the 24th, either. I guess I just missed my 51st birthday. But it'll be fun celebrating his birthday this year. I'm not sure what I'll do, but it'll be bigger than usual. That should be fun!