As I was searching the Internet a few weeks back, I noticed that one of Ali's favorite bands was stopping in our city as part of a cross Canada tour.
I quickly looked at my schedule, and to no surprise, saw that I was working - again.
So far, I've worked during my birthday, Ali's birthday, our anniversary, so why not this day too?
After talking a co-worker of mine into making a switch, I got the day off. Now all I had to do was make sure Ali didn't find out about this evening.
I hired my cousin to watch Ellery for the night. Ali and I made our way out the door. She was asking me the whole time about where we were going.
"Are we going to the cheap theatre?"
"Ah, we're going to the IMAX aren't we?"
"No, it's better."
As we parked the car in a rather sketchy part of town, Ali was getting more nervous by the minute. She kept telling me that she was feeling sick to her stomach.
We walked around the corner, and there by the front doors was the band's van and their little trailer with the words "Said the Whale" on the side.
Ali let out an excited squeal, usually reserved for Christmas time, or good birthday presents.
That alone was good enough for me. Everything worked out exactly as I planned it.
It was a good night of music, and local beer. We have to do it again soon.
As a matter of fact, I think I'll take her to another concert on Monday. This is her belated birthday present, and I think she'll quite enjoy this one too.