Like I said, I've tried my very best and not just for Mr. Superman but for myself as well.
It gives me peace of mind.
For Mr. Superman's birthday, I knew it'd be tricky to get something to him on time because I would be right in the middle of driving cross country and house hunting.
That and we all know how uh.... unpredictable USPS can be ESPECIALLY heading to a NATO base in Assghanisandland.
So what would any other Milie do? Stock up on a ridiculous amount of unnecessary goodies?
Yeah, I thought so.
I headed to Walmart and went straight back to the birthday party aisle. I saw Bob the Builder, Dora the Explorer, and Yo Gabba Gabba everywhere I looked but for some odd reason, I just didn't think those characters would be very pleasant for Mr. Superman to open up.
Then I spotted Toy Story. Score!
I of course had to throw in a ton of goodie bags for all of the guys he works with so it really could be a birthday party in a box. I also sent him two quart size jars of cake in a jar. His favorite, funfetti. He said it was great.
Here are some bits of emails we got lucky enough to exchange over the course of his Bee-Days. I say plural because with the time difference, its like every holiday and occasion last two days.
Mr. Superman: "Well thank you for the birthday boxes. I opened them up but there's only a few people here right now so I'll do cake after breakfast probably. The people that are here are enjoying the goody bags however. It really doesnt feel like a birthday, even more so than the last few years. It is weird to
think that I'm 23. Oh well. I havent even reached a quarter of my life yet. But today has been slow so far. I'm currently sipping an ice cold somewhat slushy Dr. Pepper that I saved especially for today. I hope you have a great day baby! I love you!!"
Mrs. S: "Its your bday now and I hope you slept really well. Don't forget to take lots of pictures. I'm serious. Stay safe lover and I'll talk to you tonight. I love you!!"
Mr. Superman: "As for me I slept turrubly (think Charls Barkley voice). I think it was a combination of artillery, jets, helicopters, siren tests and just not being able to shut my brain down. I love you!!!"
Wanna know what else he got for his Bee Days? More flooding. Suh-weet!
Now that we are once again the same age, we have to wait another 10 months before he can call me his cougar.
I am so happy you were born loverface. You make my life.