Hey hey! Before you declare me a terrible husband, Somara isn’t as fanatical about her birthday as I am. She’s in the Patton Oswalt camp on the majority of them being just “another day.” So I’m saving it up for the weekend for her.
I hit Terra Toys for her, scored her some Playmobil I’ll know she’ll like. Mostly random jazz. Oh, and one of those metal things. They’re like a puzzle or Legos, you punch out the pieces and you build what it says on the label, the Enterprise or White House. TT had one in gold I thought she’d like.
We’ll have a couples dinner later too. Somara also received a last-minute cake request.
I think this year’s card is pretty clever too.