This year, I decided to do something nice for myself before my January birthday. I thought, why not give myself a pedicure to feel more feminine? So, I did just that — I bought some polish and painted my toes the night before my birthday.
My sweet husband of 46 years also decided to do something special. He spray-painted ‘65’ on cardboard just hours before the special day. He placed the big numbers and a vase of roses on the kitchen table, hoping it would be the first thing I would see once I woke up.
A strong odor awoke me very early. It must be the nail polish I just got, I thought. So, I started my birthday by scrubbing the color off my toes at 4:30 in the morning. I went back to bed, but the smell was still there. Later that morning I realized where it was coming from. The spray-paint on the cardboard numbers hadn’t dried! I saw all the love and time it took my husband to make this sweet surprise. I stayed quiet about my mix-up for days.
When I finally told him, we both laughed and agreed this birthday was extra special. “Oh honey, if you want to paint your toes again, go for it,” my beloved chuckled.
Sincerely,
Pam
Laughing Together Makes a Marriage Better
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