This is just a chance for me to give some props to my awesome husband, who threw me the nicest of birthday parties last weekend. And to prove that not all parties thrown by men involve keggers or the hiring of strippers.
The party took place at a restaurant, where he had arranged for us to have a private room. He did a nice invitation. He coordinated the menu. He did decorations! He invited all my friends. He ordered and picked up the cake. He did a wonderful photo montage and didn't use even one picture of me where I am looking haggard and old and possessing more than one chin. (Although I should mention that he is an expert at Photoshop. But still.)
Ladies, for future reference, my tips for scoring such a party for yourselves:
1) Drop numerous hints, in the months leading up to your birthday, that a party would indeed be a welcome gesture and would result in numerous 'husband points' which could be redeemed for untold pleasures at a later date.
2) Make it perfectly clear that under no circumstances will you tolerate a kegger or the hiring of strippers.
(Thanks, sweetie. You're the best.)