I just forgot...

I think I got myself in a little trouble. I wasn’t trying to – I’ve really been my usual perfect self. Better you might say. I’ve been getting my steps in on the fitbit. I’ve been getting my laundry put away in a timely manner. I’ve even been doing more cleaning than usual, so I should be golden. But I forgot…

I’ve had a lot on my mind this past week Mollie and three friends headed off on their cruise. Four children, no grown-ups at all! Driving five hundred miles to Florida, dealing with parking, transports, passports, luggage, boarding passes. And they seemingly did it with ease and aplomb. They’re back now and I give in – she is a full, competent grown up adult. However, I did worry about them while they were gone. That’s why I forgot…

You see Nick had a birthday last week. Now I didn’t forget his birthday. I took him out to eat with our friends last weekend and since I’m not the best baker I went to his favorite bakery on his birthday for a big slice of coconut cake (I don’t like coconut so he knew it was just for him) and I had a card waiting for him. So what did I forget? The spanking.

I told Nick years ago that when there is a birthday in the house one of us is getting spanked. It years past I would remind him and graciously volunteer to take said spanking. Thursday evening before he left on his golf trip he came in the living room with the strap for a ‘just because’ spanking and during that reminded me of the tradition. He didn’t buy the forgetfulness and he didn’t like my second reason. I told him that since he was getting to be an old man, into his sixties now, well that’s a consideration. That reasoning was definitely not sitting well with him.

Out Thursday encounter ended on a very pleasant note – and extra little birthday gift for him you might say, but he told me the birthday spanking would happen after he gets back. Because of the crack about his age, I don’t feel like it’s going to be that fun light spanking. Then again maybe he’ll forget, he is getting awfully old.