Today is my husband's 26th birthday which just seems crazy to me. I figured today I would share a little story about the first birthday I remember spending with him, because it's worth a good laugh.
It was June, 2011 and we were working together for the first time at our summer job in Flagstaff. On June 15, we all decided to go down to a Diamondbacks game with a few of our coworkers. It was a good time, nothing out of the ordinary happened, and we all really enjoyed ourselves.
A few days later, on a Monday, one of the girls that was at the game with us found out that the 15th was your birthday and that you had just "failed to mention it" to all of us. I remember this was a Monday because it was our staff meeting and this girl brought a fruit pizza to it, which I thought was a little odd. She let me in on the little secret that it had been your birthday and she made it for you.
I couldn't believe you would do that, but now it's a little laugh worthy. You still don't like your birthday acknowledged, but ust so you know, I'll never let a birthday go unacknowledged like that again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUSBAND! I LOVE YOU!