After more than five years together, it’s safe to say my husband knows me. Craig knows the way to my heart is through my stomach and that a little retail therapy never hurts. He gave me one hell of a birthday I won’t soon forget.
It should be noted I hate surprises. It should also be noted I have a gift for ruining them. I don’t
always necessarily do it on purpose, but the fact he was able to keep any of his plans from me is pretty damn impressive. I’m sure this has to do with me being the baby of my family more than being a party pooper. I’m not that wicked.
We ushered in my 29th year with just the two of us and it reminded me how lucky I am to have such a strong, loving and supportive partner in my life. I can’t wait to spend another year as his Mrs. and see where 29 leads me. Now I need to get working on plans for his 29th birthday . . . nine months to go.