I am woman, hear me MEOW!!

Posted on Sunday, August 28, 2005 at 2:24 am
Category: Uncategorized

Sorry had to get my inner leo to calm down. Yuppers you might have guessed it, I just had a birthday. Yayyy I’m now 29…and Yes that is my actual age.

I can’t say that this was the best birthday I’ve ever had but it sure beats not having one at all. (yeah, yeah, I’m a cup-half-full type person)

Anyhow I got sick (crohn’s issues again) and was put in the hospital on Thurs. and my birthday was Sat. (pout!) and I didn’t get to go home until Tues.

Well I know what you might be thinking, that had to suck and it did. What made it special was my husband. My husband is your typical “don’t have a romance bone in his body, you gotta tell him exactly what you want, doesn’t catch hints” kind of guy. You know the ones…they wait until last minute to buy gifts. Well yeah thats what my husband did but I’m ok with this because I know he is like this hehe.

Anyhow I was stuck in the hospital being used as a target practice for the blind nurses of america(just teasing) and my husband calls. He starts feeding me full of this story. Something to the effect that his dad was going to buy me a book but wasn’t sure which one I wanted. So I give him the name of the book I really want and the author’s name too. We hang up and I wait for him to drive up to the hospital (its about an hour or so drive from our house, Dallas traffic, enough said).

After a bit my husband comes walking into my room and ohhhh if I wasn’t so sore from all the pokes I would have jumped out of the bed to kiss the man. He had bought me some beautiful two-tone red roses. They are awesome, sorta like peppermint stripped in two shades of red. While I’m still drooling over the roses he pulls out a small cake. Although I’m not big on red velvet cake it looked like heaven ( I’m in the hospital remember burnt dirt has better flavor haha). I was even nice enough to share with my husband.

Now the truth comes out…Yes my husband did talk to his father but he lied through his teeth about the book part. While on the phone my husband was searching the racks of books for this author…no luck. For those of you who have husbands like mine you understand what this means.

He was looking at romance novels for me, I think for a moment the earth stopped moving hehe.

Well as you can see I might not have had the GRAND-OMEGA type birthday but ya know what?? I loved it and it was very special to me.

2 Responses to “I am woman, hear me MEOW!!”

  1. jax
    August 30th, 2005 00:12

    We miss you at Romance Divas, Haven. I hope you’re feeling better. I feel for you and although your illness is much more serious than mine, I understand the difficulties of having to deal with these sudden occurrences. If you need any books, let me know and maybe I can send you a few.

  2. Brenda Bradshaw
    September 28th, 2005 20:27

    That is SUCH a sweet story. I’m sorry you were sick though. Hope you’re feeling tons better.

    What area of Dallas? I grew up in DFW and I go up there a lot to see my parents. In fact, I went to the Dallas RWA meeting the Sat before Nationals. I’m trying to remember if you were there or not - my memory is going to hell in a handbasket lately. Anyway, all that to say I can’t remember if I’d met you or not. If not, we’ll have to get together some time when I’m visiting! I live in Central Texas now - next to Ft. Hood (hate it.)

    Oh, and be sure to tell your husband he owes you a book. (grin) It’s like a freebie comin’ to ya.

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