Happy Birthday to Me!

Today is my 33rd birthday. I didn't exactly get any gifts from the men in my life-my boys or my Honey. Men just sort of suck at the gift giving thing. But despite that, and all my whining, I certainly feel loved and appreciated. Let me explain.

We had a horrible week. We have good weeks and bad weeks, and I try to balance them the best I can. But, this week sucked. I was over-the-top busy at work with an all-day staff retreat, a major proposal due, and a deadline looming for the switch over to a new time tracking system. We had parent/teacher conferences on a night when Honey and I also got into a fight due to complete ridiculous-ness on both our parts. Another day, my computer crashed and lost all my updates on the 80+ page proposal that I had worked on until midnight, and I got the call no Mom wants from the school- "Mom, I think I broke my wrist." Needless to say, I didn't meet the deadline to ship the proposal, and spent the whole night in Urgent Care. (Punkin either cracked or chipped a bone in his wrist. We see an ortho on Tuesday.) After a week of virtually no sleep, I have been spent, stressed, and bitchy.

When you read that, you only see the complete shit which was my week. What you don't see are the wonderful occurances. Even though Honey didn't have the time (or any good ideas) for a gift, he certainly went out of his way to make me feel special. He brought me a coffee on Saturday morning to celebrate my birthday weekend, danced with me last night, and showed up with a ton of tulips and made breakfast this morning. Even though the boys didn't buy me a gift, Bugger-Butt made me a lovely origami heart and Punkin came to me very first thing this morning to tell me happy birthday. Despite our crazy, bitchy, painful week, they love me. They made sure that I know that.

Yesterday, I was all doom and gloom about this day coming and knowing that there would be no gifts. I spent too much time feeling sorry for myself because I don't have the money to go out and buy myself any of the things I need and want. I live a life surrounded by men, and I know they are challenged when it comes to gift giving. But, I feel loved. Sometimes it just takes a little bit of understanding that their brains don't work like mine and they are doing their best.

 As it turns out, their best is perfectly good enough to make a woman like me perfectly happy.

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Aw! Happy birthday! Hope this week is MUCH better!