So yesterday was Mrs. Bubba's Birthday and I had it all planned out, pfttt...
About 10 in the morning the phone rings and I answer and it's the hot air balloon outfit. Umm, it's too windy to go up today, can we reschedule for next week? So much for the "Birthday" surprise. Ok, they were right, by the afternoon we had 25 MPH winds gusting to 35. We would have ended up in Minnesota.
Mrs. Bubba had requested a special birthday cake, she loves Red Velvet cake. Not to brag but I bake a decent cake and like decoration them, (My feminine side I suppose) so I baked the cake, had the decoration all but done and went to move it on the counter and, SPLAT it hit the floor. (Much to the delight of our German Sheppard in the corner.)
Also had a delivery of flowers along with a card set up to be here before noon, they showed up this morning a day late.
Some days it just doesn?t pay to get out of bed. I'm just glad I found such an understanding woman to be Mrs. Bubba.
About 10 in the morning the phone rings and I answer and it's the hot air balloon outfit. Umm, it's too windy to go up today, can we reschedule for next week? So much for the "Birthday" surprise. Ok, they were right, by the afternoon we had 25 MPH winds gusting to 35. We would have ended up in Minnesota.
Mrs. Bubba had requested a special birthday cake, she loves Red Velvet cake. Not to brag but I bake a decent cake and like decoration them, (My feminine side I suppose) so I baked the cake, had the decoration all but done and went to move it on the counter and, SPLAT it hit the floor. (Much to the delight of our German Sheppard in the corner.)
Also had a delivery of flowers along with a card set up to be here before noon, they showed up this morning a day late.
Some days it just doesn?t pay to get out of bed. I'm just glad I found such an understanding woman to be Mrs. Bubba.
