Friday, December 18, 2009
DH doesn't like to celebrate his b'day - he says the years don't count if you ignore the birthday. Plus he likes to get all mopey and wallow in depression about how he hasn't achieved all the things he wanted to do as a young man (like publish the next great American novel).
So I didn't make a cake, I just made two small mugs of chocolate decadence (since I was making two cakes that I owed someone from an auction - this way we have portion control, just one serving each). And we didn't go out for a nice dinner, we went to a local place where he could have his beloved burger and I could have a nice piece of grilled fish. And we opened the box of Belgian chocolates a friend gave us (so I skipped my portion of decadence, we'll share that tonight). Kept it low-key. Let him take the lead.
I did buy flowers, which I brought home during lunchtime so they were on the table when he got home before me. He's insisting they're Chanukah flowers, not birthday flowers.
Sometimes I think it's just sad. Why can't he be more optimistic, look at the bright side? I mean, he's achieved a LOT! He's done a lot! He lived overseas, has travelled all over, is a great attorney and has been for 20+ years, he has a loving family (he's everyone's favorite crazy uncle), he has a loving wife - but for him, the cup is always half empty. (I'm the kind of person who doesn't care if it's half full or half empty - I'm just happy there's a glass and some water, LOL!)
Anyhow - hopefully he'll cheer up.
His new idea - let's both take early retirement, sell our worldly possessions, buy a van, and travel the Pan American highway - I guess from Alaska to Argentina. Which actually has it's appeal, I will admit. Before we get too old. Except I really wanted to drive across Africa. But this might be a good start.