The Best Celebration

Except I, too, hate birthdays. The attention, the celebration - any celebration - is my worst fear. In fact, I would prefer it if I could have nothing to do with my own birthday.
Thankfully, tonight was not my birthday.
It was, however, Michelle's. And as we found out tonight, she feels about the same as me. But her sweetheart husband wasn't going to let her get away with any of that this year. So at exactly midnight, when he went inside the car to 'get his jacket', he re-emerged with a cupcake and a candle, and was joined in the singing of happy birthday. 

So happy birthday, indeed, as long as you're not singing to me.