Bejewell on January 22nd, 2011

So tomorrow is the Big Bean’s birthday and last night we went out for dinner with the BFF and her husband, Mr. Style — because the BFF’s birthday is just 10 days before the Big Bean’s and it’s both entertaining and economical to celebrate the two events together.

Okay, the truth is we probably would’ve all had dinner anyway eventually but if we make sure to arrange it between the two birthdays we can call it a “Birthday Dinner” and it counts toward their presents. The Big Bean will wake up tomorrow and I’ll give him a kiss and a card and maybe a candy bar or something and he’ll be all “Where are my other presents?” and I’ll be all “What do you mean, other presents?” and he’ll be all “Um… surely you got me something besides this candy bar” and I’ll be all “UMM? We went out to dinner Friday with the Styles, remember?” and he’ll be all “So?” and I’ll be all “Well THAT was your present” and he’ll be all “Surely you’re joking” and I’ll be all “I’m not joking bitch and stop calling me Shirley” because I swear to god, THE SHIRLEY JOKE WILL NEVER NOT BE FUNNY.  And he’ll laugh because seriously, didn’t you ever see Airplane? That joke’s a CLASSIC. And then he’ll forget all about the fact that he’s not getting shit on his birthday.

Anyway, we got to the restaurant early last night and the place was packed so we got on the list and went outside to wait but it was cold so we kind of huddled up next to a fire and the Big Bean said he felt like he was in a rock video and started playing air guitar with his Def Leppard face and I was all “Please don’t do that” but he wouldn’t quit so I got out my camera to get a picture and then suddenly he wouldn’t do it anymore and all I got was this:

Which is boring. Except it DOES kind of look like he’s backed up to a trash can fire set by hobos. Which is awesome.

And then the Styles showed up and it turned out that the Big Bean and Mr. Style were both wearing sweater vests over button downs with sneakers so I took another picture and THEN the inner rock star finally came out for a photo op.

Which is funny but not as funny as the fact that this NOT the first time they’ve showed up in the same outfit.  And by “funny” I mean “when did you guys turn into 11-year-old girls?”

Vegas airport, 2006
(Note the Big Bean’s “Protect Your Nuts” t-shirt. We are classy.)

Anyway, we finally got seated and the food was great and I got drunk on Mexican martinis and we told funny stories about our lives back in “the day” when we were young and had no kids and could stay out past 10 PM even on a school night without being completely worthless the next day. And of course we got to re-hash that HILAAAAAARIOUS story about the time I got so drunk on White Russians that I ended up wrapped around the toilet in some random bathroom stall and refused to open the door to let anyone in until they called the ambulance to come and get me because I was SURE I’d been poisoned and medical attention was required and I was not leaving that stall unless it was on a stretcher no I was not and everyone kept trying to coax me out but I just kept hugging that toilet shouting “CALL 911! CALL 911!”

Because god knows THAT story just NEVER GETS FUCKING OLD.

We also talked about albinos and goats with mustaches and some other shit I can’t remember because hello, MEXICAN MARTINIS — and by 9:15 I was ready to go home and get in my yoga pants and watch old reruns of Charmed before falling asleep with my mouth open in that super sexy way I do.

What I’m trying to say is, it was a lovely night.

And really the point of all of this is just to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIG BEAN. I LOVE YOU. And THANK YOU for still loving me after all these years, even after seeing me curled around a public toilet like a possum and watching me give birth (at which point, you’ve informed me numerous times, my “junk was HUGE”) and catching me (on film, thankyousomuch) asleep with my mouth open, snoring and drooling on the pillow.

I know I’m not always the easiest person to live with, but somehow you’ve managed it all these years and I can’t tell you how glad I am that you have. You’re an amazing father and an amazing friend, you make me laugh EVERY SINGLE DAY, even when you’re being a tool (sometimes because you’re being a tool) and I simply CAN. NOT. imagine my life without you in it.

And I wouldn’t want to.

I hope you have the best birthday ever. Enjoy your candy bar.

Love,

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11 Responses to “The Birthday Dinner”

  1. And that was as sweet as sweet could be.

    I’d love a birthday present like that, so priceless…he has no need for anything else.

    And it is VERY weird that he and his friend would both have long sleeved dark t shirts with beige short sleeve t shirts over.

    Too strange to not be a coincidence. Very weird.

    Happy Birthday, Big Bean. You are a blessed man to have a woman/wife write you a love letter like that for your birthday.

  2. the white russian story, like the Airplane joke, will never NOT be funny… and will never stop getting retold.

    happy birthday big bean and bff… love from the land of sugar… :)

  3. Ahhhh…back in the day stories. That’s my fav! Drinking and telling those stories. This was such a cute post!

  4. Happy Birthday to the Big Bean!

    Your husband and my husband both have “classy” t-shirts. One t-shirt my husband wears all the time, including to my parents house, is: Half Man, Half Horse. Yeah, as in hung like a horse. Nice.

  5. Happy Belated Birthday Big B!

  6. You are right. That Shirley joke never gets old.

  7. Enjoyed your blog!!

  8. Sometimes you piss me off. Every time i write some kind of love letter it comes out sappy and gooey, and so damn fake even though it’s true and heart felt. Then my daughter, aka you, writes these incredible public love blogs that put it into perspective, catches the humor, covers all facets of the relationship, and is so true and so much more loving than my little trite tributes.
    Keep doing your thing. Jason should love it and you. i sure do.
    And i’ll keep being trite and pissed off.

  9. Aw dad……I think she might be a bit of a chip off………

  10. Well its excellent birthday party . and i think it bring more happiness in your life best of luck in future ..
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