Yesterday I turned 46.
I’m not going to lie. Even at my advanced age, I still appreciate a good birthday surprise.
My husband isn’t really big on surprises. And this year, especially with the boogie boarding mishap, well, I knew there would be no present from him.
The kids did their usual homemade cards. Like they usually do, my parents gave me money. And I’m grateful for those things. I really am.
But still. Who doesn’t like a surprise?
At least I had a girls night out planned last night at a friend’s house.
I was really looking forward to at least getting out of the house on my special day. That was a nice treat, especially since I’ve been on bedtime duty every night for over a month now.
Before I got in the car to head to my friend’s, I went to the mailbox to get the mail.
I saw an envelope from the salon where I get my hair cut.
I thought maybe it was one of those it’s-your-birthday-take-$10-off-something coupons.
I opened up the envelope. Inside that there was a smaller envelope.
I opened that.
And this is what I found:
Holy shit. My Fitness Course Ladies. You are fucking awesome, and I love you all so much.
And I got my surprise after all.