My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat dejected.
As I walked into my office, my handsome boss, Rick, said, "Good morning, pretty lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!" I felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock, when Rick knocked on my door and said, "It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your birthday, what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me."
I said, "Thanks, Rick, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!"
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. He chose instead a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously. On the way back to the office, Rick said, "It's such a beautiful day ... we don't need to go straight back to the office, do we?"
I responded, "I guess not. What do you have in mind?"
He said, "Let’s drop by my place; it's just around the corner."
After arriving at his house, Rick turned to me and said, "If you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I'll be right back."
"Ok," I nervously replied.
He went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, he came out carrying a huge birthday cake, followed by my husband, my kids, my parents, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing "Happy Birthday."
And I just sat there on the couch.
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