I could wax poetic in this post, but frankly, I don't know where to begin.
When I wrote my b-day post, I had not had the full b-day pleasure of the day.
Birthdays are sort of just another day. I got up thinking how anti-climatic b-days really are. You expect to feel different, but don't. I remember thinking....O well, 50 is no different, either. We had done my party on Sat, so there was no big surprise for Tuesday.
That was before my Michael came home in the Miata. We went to Taziki's for my b-day dinner. Just Michael and I, the Miata is a two-seater and I had no intention of wasting the chance of a lifetime.
Then we took the ride of our life!
Two hours of driving back roads, with the wind in our hair, my sweetheart beside me, classic rock blaring on the radio...........I can't wipe this smile off my face!
I was so giddy with the shear joy of it! I kept thinking to myself....I could never have thought of anything so perfect for this day.
Wednesday, I tried all day to remember when I had ever had so much fun in two hours and I really could not.
My husband could not have given me any present that touched my heart more than that! I get this lump in my throat every time I think about it. In a million years, I would not have guessed that he would do that or even think of something so perfect.
What a way to fulfill a 50 year old's dream.....PRICELESS...I can't wipe this smile off my face!I
Boy, do I love this wonderful man!