The birthday rules

by Cellobella on Monday, October 27, 2008 · 20 comments

Dear Hugamuga and Dippity,

This is what I expect on my birthday.  

Be aware this is the minimum requirement of you, feel free to exceed expectations.

1.  I expect you to enter my bedroom (after knocking) and wish me a happy birthday before I get up.   Cup of black tea optional but welcome.

2.  I expect a card, handmade or bought, with a loving wish.

3.  I expect not to have to nag you all day to clean up after yourselves or to contribute to the general tidiness of the house.

That’s it.

Love,

Your mother

x

Yes, it’s my birthday.  Groover somehow managed to find a dress that fits me perfectly with the perfect hemlength.  Totally impressive, especially because I really didn’t want to have to iron on my birthday and some serious wardrobe gazing was before me had I got the pool lounger I asked for.

I also received a lovely pair of silver earings, an ipod nano and a voucher for a facial and product from Jurlique, lots of text messages and phone calls and generally I felt loved. :)

I do like having to work on my birthday. First of all we have a thing where the birthday person has to bring in a cake.

This is a fine thing.

It alerts everyone that it’s your birthday and you always have a cake YOU like on your birthday.

When I came home my little darlings had rallied and I was greeted with a clean(ish) house, another charm for my Pandora bracelet and a homemade card.

Then we all went out to dinner.

All this and I’m STILL in my early 40s.

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