Six Surprises for My Pookie On His Birthday

My husband's birthday is March 8. (Let's hope he doesn't read this post before then.)

It wouldn't be a birthday around here without a gag gift. I found the perfect one to make--he's middle-aged, but he'll never outgrow his affection for Star Wars schlock.

Then there are the rest. Maybe I was influenced by the minister in Florida who issued a challenge to all married couples to have sex every day during the month of March (and for all singles to abstain), but it seems like my other gifts are kinda sexy:

- A public declaration of love, on the Vegas strip no less.

- An instant message from his crush. While my husband is at the computer
next Saturday, I'm going to IM him, saying "I am Catherine Deneuve, and I
think you are très chaud."

- An erotic card. You probably don't need me to tell you about these
sites, but you get a heaping helping of naughtiness when you google
"free erotic ecard."

- To go with the above, me, in Wonder Woman undies

Finally, I'll send him a link to our song. Because sometimes married love IS bittersweet and strange.

Original 50-something Moms Blog post