Doc Had A Birthday, Shout Hooray!

I am resigned to the fact that some people honestly, sincerely, truly and actually DON'T like big parties. For real. As hard as this is for someone like me to comprehend, there are people who just don't like them, nor do they enjoy being in the spotlight.

Doc is one of these people. I've made my peace with this fact and it's about time. He's very grateful.

So as Doc's birthday was approaching, we had a few conversations in which (with all my subtlety and casualness) I tried to elicit what he might be expecting in the way of celebration. Whenever the subject of a party came up, he'd say things such as "heavens, no. I don't want a party." No, of course you don't.

And he really didn't! In fact, if I had put together a big ole' bash, such as he threw me for my thirtieth birthday (which was an "over the hill" party of all the silliness!) (and which took place just a couple weeks ago...yeah, weeks. That's right.), he'd have been a good sport about it of course. But he wouldn't have reveled in it.

Still, it's inconceivable that I would just do nothing. You can't be married to Blue and not be acknowledged on your birthday. Even Doc has to celebrate his life once a year. So I canceled my original idea (which was something along the lines of a surprise BBQ at a park in which his entire med school class would all congregate and revel in his existence), and came up with a Surprise Breakfast of Crepes At Our House. With The Girls.

The Girls are the wonderful bunch of women with whom Doc spends all his waking hours. Okay, that's not strictly true, and no, I'm not jealous. It just so happens that Doc's study group is comprised entirely of women...Doc being the only exception. So for the past two years, there's been a running joke whenever he's getting together with the girls "to study".

Normally this would be cause for insecurity and jealousy for someone like me. After all, these four women are WAY smarter than I am. They're smart, hard-working and beautiful. And they're smart. And they're also intelligent. And if that weren't enough, they're all super nice. And smart too. So someone like me...a mere flight attendant, would be within her rights to feel somewhat insecure with the thought of Doc spending so much time with them. But I've known one of them, Dana, for a long time. She was a freshman at Chicago when Doc was working on his Ph.D. there. And she and her friends are all such a awesome girls women that I'm really glad they've graciously included Doc in their circle of study buddies. It's been a win-win for everyone, I think.

Anyway, Dana was kind enough to help me plan the breakfast and spread the word. I set it for 7:00 a.m., which according to Amber, was "Mighty early. Mighty." I just told her it was my friendly effort to ease her into the 3rd year rotation schedule which is literally at their doorstep. In a matter of weeks, 7:00 a.m. will be a dream to her. Sure enough, they were there on the dot, ready to celebrate this wonderful man in our lives. They snuck in the back door, and we were all in the kitchen when Doc came in for breakfast. "Surprise!".

It was perfect, because he couldn't get mad about such a small surprise, and since he spends all day with these women, he couldn't claim to be uncomfortable with all the attention.

And just look, two of them even dressed like him that day!

We crammed around the table and had a yummy breakfast of crepes, after which all the future docs and kids ran off to school. Bunch made a special crepe for her favorite guy. It was a fun way to start the morning. Hope you had a happy birthday Doc. I ♥ You!!!