I’ve never been thrilled with celebrating my birthday.
I don’t want a party.
I don’t want to stand on a restaurant table and have waiters sing to me. What am I…. 3?
And please, don’t throw me a surprise party. If people jump out behind doors and furniture and scare me? They’re apt to get punched.
The older I get the less I enjoy the event, so a nice dinner out and some flowers is usually how my husband marks the occasion. But after seeing what my girlfriend’s hubby did for her?
I realize mine has been slacking for a long time.
This was her birthday present.
A convertible 442 Olds.
But the really amazing part was this was what it looked like when he first bought it:
A year long full restoration?
Now that’s true love.