Mr. Domestic is getting old. He turned 32 yesterday. Super SUPER old.
I always like to tease him on his birthday because it officially puts me as two years younger than him (for like 5 months), but it’s a teasing I enjoy greatly.
Devon doesn’t typically ask for much on his birthdays; he’s not a big birthday guy. He’s not like me, where I believe my birthday should be a national holiday. But usually, when he does want something, he’s pretty specific and direct about it.
He didn’t really want a gift this year. I asked him a few times what he wanted and there wasn’t really anything specific he could think of. He bought a couple more anime series’ for himself (which I never buy him anyway) so he’s like, “you really don’t have to get me anything”.
What he wanted, instead, was basically a weekend of all of his favorite foods (and to see the new Wolverine movie, “Logan”). Obviously, he has varied tastes and I can’t make EVERYTHING he likes in one weekend, that’s just insane, but we were able to do a nice weekend Devon’s Favorite Food Binge.
Now, it’s not all the healthiest things in the world. I’ll rightfully admit that right now. But we have been eating pretty healthy lately, for the most part; I’ve even gotten him to eat spinach three times in the past two weeks. So, a splurge weekend isn’t such a bad thing. It was pretty much a four day weekend splurge, but again, we don’t eat like this often…or really hardly ever.