| So yesterday was my birthday. I got up, made breakfast for the family, wife left for work, I took step son to sitters and went to work myself. Not a single "Happy Birthday" was said. Later, I assume when my wife got on facebook, she sends me a text to tell me happy birthday. I get home from work, make dinner, do all the dishes, my wife leaves for karate and step son goes to the neighbors to play. So I ended up sitting on the couch by myself reading and "celebrating" with my buddy Jim Beam (just one). W gets home, we get step son in bed, we go to bed, I try to put moves on, she tells me I'm irritating and that she's trying to sleep. Seriously? One day a year, I'd like a LITTLE focus to be on me. | |||
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