As of Wednesday this week, I am married to a 40 year old man. I feel so old.
When CandyMan turned 30, I threw him a huge surprise party, which I pulled off flawlessly. It would have been a perfect birthday had he not just had hernia surgery a few days before.
Number 4-0 seemed to be calling for something more low-key, so we planned a movie and dinner date, just the two of us. When we got home, the kids were waiting with a hand-made peanut butter pinata (appropriate because CandyMan not only loves peanut butter, but he named his company PeanutButter, too.
We ended the night with homemade chocolate cupcakes, topped with freshly sliced strawberries and whipped cream.
It would have been the perfect night had he not just thrown his back out while mowing the grass the day before.
Luckily, you’d never be able to tell the pain he was in….
After two decade-birthdays enjoying the pains of getting older, he’s really not looking forward to 50…
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