Monday, October 25, 2010

Monday Already? (And Manbug's Birthday*)

While the weekend was wonderful, today has me feeling a bit under the weather and the signs are telling me that I'm about to get sick. Really sick. But I'm hoping to ward it off with a some high dosages of vitamins - I have a hectic week at work and weekend trip to the in-law's farm planned, and I JUST CAN'T GET SICK RIGHT NOW. That being said, we had a wonderful weekend celebrating Manbug's birthday (oh, the asterisk in my title was a reminder to drop a foot-note that Manbug has requested that I stop calling him Manbug. You probably don't recall, but his "nickname" was based upon my FAVORITE commercial of all time from over a year ago - a commercial which seemingly doe not exist anywhere on the Internet). It was one of Jack-in-the-Box's more entertaining ads - where a cheesy lounge singer croons:

Fly to me my ladybug
That's you
In the misty morning.

I sang that jingle non-stop for days upon days and I drove my husband batshit crazy. When he finally asked, no, begged me to stop - I deemed him my Manbug...and he's over it. So, new item on "Things to Do" list - find Manbug a non-Manbuggy-like nickname. Suggestions are welcome!

Anyway, my beloved turned 37 on Sunday, and we started the celebration on Saturday morning with a decadent breakfast of cinnamon buns - the verdict "We should eat these for breakfast more often." Saturday night we went to Fogo de Chao for the official birthday dinner and to be honest - it was eh. I mean, good meat and it's what he wanted, but as far as fancy and fluff? Little to none. We intended on having an after-dinner drink but parking was a nightmare so we headed home to open a bottle of wine and I gave him his big gift:
He has a beautiful dressy watch that I gave him years ago for his 30th birthday, but he needed a more casual watch for working around the house, biking, wearing with jeans, etc. I looked at a lot of pics but as soon as I saw this one, I knew it would look tres sexy on his wrist.

After too little sleep, we awoke and I made some homemade egg mcmuffins and he opened the rest of his gifts in bed - he got two wonderful gardening books from his mom and dad and tons of money in gift cards to spend at Sears and Lowe's on stuff that I could care less about (unless it's a new washing machine which I doubt), a pair of slippers (don't hate - that man has the coldest feet EVER and he refuses to wear socks in the house). This is his first pair of "house shoes" in his lifetime, so he has officially crossed the bridge to "middle-aged." (By the way does anyone else call them that? I hate it!). But, his favorite gift was from Jack:

It included an "I'm sorry for chewing up your heirloom shotgun case given by your now-deceased grandfather card" (which was surprisingly hard to find in my local Hallmark store).

We planned our whole night around the biggest rivalry in our house - the NY Giants vs. the Dallas Cowboys except...well, they are playing tonight. So we made his favorite meal (Breakfast Tacos - a recipe from his mom that's not breakfasty at all. I think the name comes from the fact you use bacon and dip the tortillas in egg. I'll share it soon!), a birthday cake, and watched a movie. I considered the birthday cake a small victory because although I adhered to his request by purchasing Duncan Hines mix for the cake itself (he LOVES the yellow cake), I drew the line at using canned frosting and instead used my Kitchen Aid Artisan Mixer for the first time since we received it for our wedding (yes, we'll be married for four years in two month) to whip up a batch of this frosting instead. I bought the canned crap just in case, and while he picked my frosting, he did say they were "comparable." WHA?

The movie was called "Holy Rollers" instead - it was about a drug smuggler that uses Hasidic Jews (usually young ones) to smuggle Ecstasy pills from Amsterdam. Michael Cera may not know it, but he has a twin brother by another mother - the actor that played the lead looked exactly like him.



Oh, and the second-in-command smuggler was Justin Bartha - the groom from The Hangover. He was amazing! (Until a few moments ago I thought this film was made years ago - I had never heard of it. Imagine my shock that it was

I consider it a very successful weekend - he isn't planning on returning a single gift (SCORE!) and he loved his dinner and cake - so a lovely weekend over all.

Hope you all had fun too!

5 Friends Say...:

  1. My allergies are making my vision blurry and I swear you wrote "more casual watch for working around the house, bikining" and my first thought was "He needs a watch to wear while wearing a bikini?"

    Obviously I need more sleep!

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  2. Wow, what a nice birthday for him! What a great wife.

    I didn't realize our husbands are so close in age: mine celebrated his 37th on October 7th.

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  3. Isn't the Holy Rollers guy also the guy from The Social Network?

    Manbug just really isn't that manly. What about Mantarantula? Too hard to type?

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  4. *Dying* over this post, it is hysterical. Although I'm concerned about your beloved's move to the house slippers at such a young age, that is really troubling. And I do think if you had devoted a little more time and energy to finding the greeting card you describe, surely you could have located one. Honestly. (Heh, heh, heh.)

    It all sounds like a fab time, good for you!
    tp

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  5. I'm impressed by your mad cooking skills.

    Judging my the number of strange and scary animals that make their way into your house, I'm going with Beez (short for whatever that long ass name of the devil is). Ooh, or Indiana (Indy) from the Temple of Doom with all the bugs!

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