Here's the dealio...
I get out of the shower this morning...open the door and am greeted by my family, all bearing gifts screaming "Happy Birthday Mom".
Of course..this is lovely! Except...my birthday is TOMORROW!
Then my "beloved" (we'll use that term loosely) begins to "semi" argue with me over what day it is...("It's the 13th today...I have it on my calendar!" he says
)
Of course when I "semi" politely tell him it's only the 12th...then "reassure" him that NO my birthday is NOT on the 12th...never has been..he gets ticked off and leaves without saying bye to me~
Of course I open the gifts...(new CD's, chocolates from Rocky Mountain Choc Factory, Starbucks gift card and these totally cool, retro looking Disney prints from all the classics)
So..would you be mad, or blow it off, thankful that he remembered at all?
I can't decide...I'm a little hurt...I mean...what will happen tomorrow...Birthday's are always extra special to me...
Of course I've soothed his hurt manly ego..telling him it was fine...but my ego's a bit hurt too!
