Best. Birthday. EVER!!!!

Ok, so are you ready for this?

I turned 25 today. Not a lot exciting about 25. I didn’t expect much, to be honest. My husband was taking me out to dinner at my favorite restaurant ever – very expensive steak restaurant on Main St. we can really only afford once a year. I am passionate about steak.

Okay, so we’re sitting at the restaurant and he keeps giving me this mischievous look. I realize he’s holding out on me, and demand he 'fess up. Then he tells me he’s got a birthday surprise. He flourishes the gift only after I promise to close my eyes and hold out my hands.

At which point he graciously bestows…

…a newspaper.

‘‘It’s on the first page,’’ he says.

‘‘395 Lbs of Pot Siezed’’

What are you trying to tell me here? Birthday plans fell through?

‘‘No, no,’’ he giggles. ‘‘Below that.’’

I read… this.

Now what I must explain, since none of you know my husband’s name, is that this guy they mention as the first person in line to get tickets? That’s my husband. Mr. Olives is the topic of conversation in today’s newspaper.

My husband… got up at 4:15am this morning (‘‘to go into the office’’), waited in line 3 hours and 45 minutes to get me tickets to see the freakin’ DALAI LAMA!!!

Not one lecture… not two, but THREE lectures over the course of two days.

To which I gave my measured response,

‘‘AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!’’ :eek: :smiley:

I didn’t even know he was going to be in our town! My husband told no one, and went to great lengths to ensure that I didn’t even know the Dalai Lama was coming… as in, he secretly logged into my e-mail service over the last month and deleted e-mail mentioning His Holiness.

HOLY FREAKING CRAP!!! I can’t describe to you how much respect I have for HH. What my husband did is the rough equivalent of giving a devout Catholic tickets to see the freaking Pope. I feel crazy explosive spiritual joy right now.

This is the best birthday ever, on so many levels. This is so huge. I say with utter seriousness that I have never had a better birthday than this one. The gift itself is amazing, and the love my husband demonstrated amazing-er… not to mention, it’s documented in the freaking newspaper on my birthday! I’m beside myself with joy and gratitude.

So there’s that. :slight_smile:

Oh, and I also ate fillet mignon for dinner. So, you know… :cool:

A quarter century never felt so good!

Your husband wins at life, marriage, and olives. :smiley: Congratulations on living through the big two-five, and I’m looking forward to seeing your ecstatic and informative posts after the lectures!

Very cool!!! And happy birthday!

GT

Yeah for you!!!

(You might not want to share the Fillet with HH… isn’t he a vegetarian?)

Major Spousal Points, Mr. Olives!

Are you crazy? Your 25th is one of the greatest birthdays in your life: at 25, you can run for congress[sup]1[/sup]!!
-Randy Seltzer, 25

Yeah? Well…tonight, my girlfriend freaked out about driving in the snow so I had to drive back out in the snow to get her at the carpool lot in Ypsi and then drive her back home.

I can has boyfriend points?

Awww. What a wonderful story. And the Dalai Lama is cool, too. Oh, and Happy Birthday!

:: takes notes on good things to do as a husband ::

[sub]Wait, wait… does this mean that he’s coming to Toronto? I live a 20-minute streetcar ride from the large Tibetan community in Parkdale…[/sub]

Awsome Olives. He wins.
Flander, who is 27 with a new ridiculously awesome SO, takes note.

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Biiiiiiiiiiiirthday dear ooooooolives
Happy Birthday to you!!

What a great gift, and he even got up in the wee hours.

Good planning, judicious use of sneakiness, thoughtfulness and filet mignon? Sounds like the bestest twenty-fifth ever! :cool:

Suh-weet! You must tell us all about HHtDL at the Dopefest. Did you go to the Oxford Inn? Theys have gooood ribs.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Ahh, I remember 25. Damn… that was 10 years ago. sigh.

Does the DL like being referred to as HH? If that’s a sign of respect, then I’m confused.

In any case, Happy Birthday! Your boyfriend seems to have an exceptional sense for meaningful gifts. That sort of thing does not happen often.

That’s tentacular!

Happy birthday! That’s great!

Wow, you’re old.
(I turned 27 five days ago)

Congratulations on a great husband, youngster :smiley:

That’s so sweet :slight_smile:

Congratulations on putting a quarter century behind you – and on being such a wonderful person, that such another wonderful person as your husband would do this for you! :slight_smile:

Happy (belated) Birthday!!

Awww! Someone’s been paying attention!

Sorry to confuse you. He’s still, you know, a person. I’m okay with using shorthand, and I really doubt he’d be very attached to always being called anything specific. Heh. Get it? Attached?

25 is actually freaking awesome. Do you drive? Do you pay for your own car insurance? If you do, they send you a check in the mail, because now your insurance is cheaper!

Wow… Quite a birthday. The Dalai Lama, Filet Mignon, and 395 pounds of Pot seized.

Have a blast!

You’ve definitely got yourself a keeper in Mr Olives, lady. I am turning green with jealousy, mostly because all I got for my 25th was a dinner at Swiss Chalet with my shmuck BF and a cheapie DVD player (yes, he’s now an ex).

So the question is… how will he manage to top that on your next big birthday (the dreaded 3-0)? :slight_smile:

Happy belated!