Today is my Birthday.
OK! OK! stop calling me a liar!
I'm 48, 48, 48!
Yesterday My day started off by my entrance into the department of Motor Vehicles or what I like to call... HELL.
There I waited and waited and when I finally got to the front of the line I realized that my paper work was in my other purse! Back home I went and by the time I raced back to the Underworld the line had doubled.
Did this surprise me? Nope, because I am ALWAYS doing stuff like that! After I posed for my picture...a photo that was more sweaty mug shot than a licence photo...My husband who was off a day before my actual birthday treated me to lunch. It was nice to have him all to myself, and we enjoyed our sea food and yummy dessert.
A week ago he asked what would I like for my birthday.
"So what would you like?" he asked again.
There was my chance. I could have told him what I have been wanting for years and years....in fact decades.
But I thought it silly and so expensive and so.... unnecessary.
I chickened out. I didn't want to tell him that I have always always wanted one of these.
He knows that I have been fasinated by these all my life, but I don't think he knows how much I would love one. I know I know a *gulp* 48 year-old woman wanting a doll house? It's just one of those things that as a child I never got and I was fascinated by them.. It seemed everyone I knew had the barbie dream house ...but what I dreamed about was not the plastic barbie house but one made of wood with all sorts of mini furniture. A childhood friend had one and would never let me play with it.
"You can look at it but don't touch it." She would warn.
I'd go home and make room boxes out of shoe boxes and I would spend days and days making furniture for them out of carboard and pieces of scrap fabric.
Several years ago I actually bought a kit on sale and put together a doll house. I had intended for my daughter and I to work on it together. Right before I was to start to decorate it my son who was 2 at the time tried to get into the house and smashed it.
Later I bought another kit. This one was on sale for 25 dollars. It was a one room cabin and it adorned the bay window until my dog Max made it a habit of destroying the set up everytime he saw a squirrel outside.
So I didn't say anything about my secret wish.
Later on we celebrated with the kids and they all gave me beautiful cards. My son made me a scavenger hunt birthday card and we ate yummy cannoli cake. Then it was time to open my presents. There was a huge box and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be... after all this time?
I opened it and inside.....was a huge beautiful......
...stainless steel crock pot.
My husband had overheard me a while ago talking about wanting a nicer crockpot.
Was I disappointed? ....no....not really. He gave me a thoughtful gift and gave me a beautiful day. My dream of that doll house will have to wait...........I just might have to save up for one which isn't as fun as receiving one as a gift. So...until then.......
I wonder if we have any spare shoe boxes laying around?