Birthday Boy...

Today is "his" birthday and I figured I would be really nice and cater to him. I went to Whole Foods on Friday and spent about a gazillion dollars on salmon, veggies and sushi. Oh, and I also bought a cake! Wooow. Came home and double tied the vittles in plastic bags so that they would remain a mystery until the big day. I ran to another grocery store and bought a dozen roses (he used to complain that he never gets flowers) and balloons. OK.

Last night, I officially kicked off the celebration (12:00 midnight) and sent him an "invite" to join me for a "private dining experience". When the time came, I lit candles, put on some jazz and served the sushi. Before serving I told him how very appreciated he was and how wonderful a person he was. Then we ate. He seemed grateful. Not overjoyed, but calmly grateful. OK.

While he was sleep during the night, I set the roses in a vase and propped the balloons behind them on the kitchen counter. He will not be expecting this. I'm feelin' myself now...

He wakes up, comes to my room and asks about the dogs then leaves. No mention of the bouquet or balloons. Hmmm.... OK.

Today, I really got my Martha Stewart on; I fixed salmon with mushroom caps filled with cheese and dried tomatoes with a fresh salad on the side. Oh, I also bought sparkling grape juice. He shook his head that he didn't want the juice and, instead, asked for water.

Long story short, he complimented the meal - said it was great - and asked whether there was anything else planned. I asked him what else he wanted to do. He sorta shrugged it off because the weather is bad, but he mentioned the amusement park. He appears grateful. OK.

I'm not looking for kudos per se, but I'm noticing that we're not really well matched as far as energy goes. I mean, he's ALWAYS pretty sulky around his birthdays for whatever reason which is def the opposite of me. He just seems so nonchalant. And that's fine - everybody's different - but I would like to share my life, the rest of it anyway, with someone who has the same zeal and zest for it that I have.

I'l serve the cake a little later. And I'm sure he will be very grateful and gratefully blow out the candles... And that's fine. Because I know that this was not for my glory or edification; this is/was his day. And I'm just glad that I removed my "self" and "wants" in order to selflessly give to someone else and do my best to make them happy. OK.