Candles on the Cake
Once my pal wakes up and goes into the kitchen, she requires everyone to be there, waiting for her having the candles already burning on the birthday-cake and ready to burst into song. We have birthday-cake and cups of coffee for breakfast. Following on from a relaxed brekky, we all head into town for the day's surprise outing, usually organized by me.
Previously we have been to the theatre, on a rollercoaster, and to a tango hall. It doesn't really make much difference what it is if it's a surprise and our friends all come along. After that it is the moment for a late luncheon and a few drinks before heading home to get ready for the evening's activities.
Obviously the place must be a surprise. This year we're heading to a live music gig, then to a karaoke bar.
Each autumn in the weeks before her birthday my acquaintance does an identical thing. She says she doesn't want to go crazy on her birthday and that she doesn't want to make a plan for a night out.
She maintains that it's simply another day and that she doesn't want anyone to make a fuss. I've been friends with Sue a long time, so these days I understand the way in which the whole thing goes.
In the beginning I made the mistake of believing once my mate claimed she wasn't fussed about her birth day.
I bought her a card, but I didn't plan anything or bake a cake.
I cannot even recall if I purchased her a gift or not. A massive error. She became incredibly furious with all her friends and insisted at the last minute that we cancel our plans to join her to toast her birthday. Now I realise it's just what she's like. Some folk like to take all the decisions when it's their birth day. She likes other people to come up with a plan. As far as she's concerned, the best thing with respect to a birth day is that you don't have to make any choice, but the day is always packed with friends and outings that you adore.