When I woke up on September 28, 2012, I thought it was just going to be another birthday. Shelton and I had some fun things planned for the evening, but for the most part I assumed it’d be like any other Friday. A little work, a little play, a sweet card… you know, the usual. He had already surprised me with my Nikon D5100 a couple weeks back, so I didn’t think there was anything else planned. Well, I was completely wrong.
We woke up, did some yoga, then he went to walk Spuds while I hung out in the apartment (normal routine). When it seemed like he had been gone too long, I tried to text him. He called me while I was texting him and told me this crazy story about how he ran into the police dealing with a situation on-site and he had to help them out (since he is basically a manager here at the apartments). I groaned, told him it was fine and that I understood. I mean, come on, our background is pretty much stories like this in a nutshell. Having working in higher education for many years, there is always a situation that needs to be handled. I didn’t think twice about it.
Before we got off the phone he told me he needed me to find his wallet–that the police needed his driver’s license number for his statement. I started scouring the apartment, and was of course flustered by the whole ordeal. It wasn’t even 9 AM on my birthday and already it felt like I was off to a rough start. I couldn’t find his wallet and he kept telling me weird places to look, like the nightstand drawer, in between the couch cushions, the office… I hung up with him and flipped up the couch cushions (violently, if I might add) and that’s when I found it: my birthday card.
I opened it up and that’s when the day really got going. Turns out there was no drunk kid passed out at the bus stop, no police on the scene, no statement to be given, no wallet to be found because Shelton had it in his possession the whole time. The card, while being over the top sweet (my favorite line: “You thought the camera was it–no, now we have to go capture memories!”), directed me to go look in “The Birthday File” in the office filing cabinet. In there I found a packing list and road snacks. At that moment, Shelton walked in the apartment with a big ol’ smile on his face. He totally got me. I was shocked. Spuds was a doggy hotel down the road, Shelton had already told my boss that I wouldn’t be working that day, and we had a whole day and night ahead of us… What made all of this so amazing is that I had no idea where we were headed or what was on the agenda. Seriously, do this at some point for your girlfriend/wife/husband/boyfriend. I was knocked off my feet!
That day we ended up going to an amazing shopping center in Durham (Shelton can’t remember what it was called!), Top of the Hill in Chapel Hill, and then to see Joan Rivers live at the Durham Performing Arts Center. It was a crazy awesome experience–one that I’ll never forget. Best 25th birthday ever.
Below are pictures from that weekend, including a trip to the Farmer’s Market and International Festival in Raleigh the next day. I was still getting used to my Nikon, so bear with me!
Seriously, the most incredible beer I have ever had. Blueridge Blueberry Wheat at Top of the Hill… I know it sounds crazy, but it was delicious, and I actually daydream about it on a weekly basis.
View of the street. Chapel Hill, NC is home to UNC-Chapel Hill and is a very vibrant college town. Apparently on game days this whole street is full of people and they have to re-direct traffic. Oddly enough, we saw a few people wearing UT shirts. Texas just follows us everywhere, and I love it.
My favorite picture of Shelton. He’s my best friend.
Oh my gosh, this crab and shrimp dip changed my LIFE.
Not yo average nachos…
At the Farmer’s Market. I have no idea what these things were called… but I found them very intriguing.
How cute are these little Venus Fly Traps?
I bought a succulent, but it has since died.
Biggest pumpkins ever.
This is Elise, Shelton’s niece. She’s pretty much the cutest kid ever.
I think this is Sir Walter Raleigh at the Raleigh Convention Center. Yeah, that sounds right.
The 28th annual International Festival. So much to see!
All in all, super successful birthday. Shelton’s birthday is next March. If you have any ideas on how to surprise him, I’m all ears!