Birthday Wishes
It was my
thirtieth birthday. I really wanted to go home and hide, until it was over. Here
I was in my apartment listening to a serenade of a generic Happy Birthday, from a
few friends on my answering machine. Not one came in person. Was I really that
bad?
My
significant other had forgotten my birthday too. A cupcake I picked up at the
bakery that I blew out the candles on and a bottle of champagne in my hand took
out the sting. Quite a few glasses later I was feeling quite mellow. At some
point I passed out.
I awoke
to a frog looking at me.
“Why was
your birthday wish that I was a frog?” my boyfriend Trevor asked.
I looked
at him in surprise then I remembered he’d forgotten my birthday and smiled. Prince
charming he was not but he’d have a nice new home in a terrarium I bought the
other day.
©Sheilagh Lee May 28,2012
(Don't worry I really don't have the power to do this today not would I want to.This is just the gift of a story for all my loyal readers in honour of my Birthday.)