Because my husband wasn’t in town for his own birthday, last weekend became a double celebration. While the fighting Irish of Notre Dame were getting their butts beat in the nearby stadium we descended on the Golden Corral for a feast in celebration of both birthdays and our anniversary. The next day my daughter’s birthday was off to a slow start. In the last several years I have personally baked the family birthday cakes. My daughter wanted a tie dye cake and my husband requested his favorite of angel food. Both turned out really well, decoration and all. We grilled steaks and mashed potato casserole with seasoned green beans completed the menu. Decorations went back up, and for the first time ever we hung up a make shift piñata filled with candy outside for the kids to knock the shit out of with plastic baseball bats. It was a hilarious spectacle to watch and in the end the candy was divided by all.
We took a celebratory cruise of the neighborhood on the golf cart then returned to the house so the birthday boy and girl could open presents. Dinner was eaten, wishes were formulated, and the candles were blown out in one large breath to the rousing musical strains of the birthday song.
My son’s birthday celebrated a month earlier transpired in much the same way with one big exception. For the first time in history we didn’t wait for my husband to come home to open presents or blow the candles out on the cake. While we had celebrated my daughter’s day without my husband by giving her gifts before Daddy could arrive in the past, we always saved the cake for when he could be here. I hated to not have something for my son on his special day. While it all turned out well, it simply was not the same without my husband there. The experiment didn’t sit well with me and I am sure in future, we will revert back to planning everything for when my husband is here even if the birthday celebration is drawn out over several weeks. Another year of birthdays have come and gone with many memories made and stored away to be savored for years to come.