We took the scenic route to Gilroy on Saturday and had our “usual,” extra large pepperoni with an extra slice (meaning more pieces, so we can give some to Josh who inherited Mike’s love for pizza). After chowing down, we picked up a t-shirt from the joint, which he’s added proudly to his t-shirt collection.
With working full time, taking classes at the local college and taking on the task of worship leader in our church (on top of husband, father and designated golf buddy for Dad), Mike hasn’t had the opportunity to give surfing more time beyond watching the surfers in the ocean frolic in the waves from the driver's seat on his way to work… that is until this past Sunday. Josh and I gave Mike the ultimate in “cool birthday gifts” this year: a surfboard. I thought it was a pretty great gift and even gave myself cool-wife-points. It turns out it was indeed a good gift considering he’s been in the water 4 of the last 6 days (it would have been 5 except that he didn’t know the first rule of surfing when he went to work on Monday – never leave home without your board and wetsuit. He promptly corrected himself on Tuesday.) The only possible show-stopper to this super-cool gift was how to get it to the ocean, but alas, an 8 foot surfboard does indeed fit into a 2-door Honda Civic. :)
Sunday was the big day and after being singled out in church for his birthday, Mike promptly unwrapped his new toy. He was forced to put his patience to the test, enduring 9 holes of golf with Dad and Greg (tough life, eh?) before being able to take his toy for a ride… and a ride it was! Mike was able to stand-up on the board on several waves – a huge and rare accomplishment in the surfing world for a first-timer. In fact, this was a day full of firsts for Mike - first birthday in California, first time in the Pacific Ocean, first time in a wetsuit, first time getting out of a wetsuit, first time trying to surf and first time standing up on a surfboard. Dad took video while I took pictures from the shore and we got it all recorded for future reminiscing.


After an exhausting swim, we headed back to Dad and Debbie’s for dinner. Rib-eyes, grilled chicken, baked regular and sweet potatoes, sautéed green beans, Caesar salad with homemade dressing and Texas toast was the menu. Homemade lemon merenge pie was the birthday dessert of choice (recipe courtesy of MeMe) and Debbie made a rhubarb and strawberry crumble that was fantastic. We sang “Happy Birthday” as Mike blew out the 7 candles on the pie and we toasted with champagne as we took out nearly the entire pie that night.
All in all, it was a great weekend. I think we got the “best birthday dinner” award and I’m still getting hugs, kisses and thank-you’s for the surfboard.
My personal favorite moment of the weekend was when I told him he looked like a surfer and he gave me this smile:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKEY! I LOVE YOU!







