I am sure this morning the husband had forgotten it was my birthday. He got up just before me and when I arrived downstairs with my cards in my hand ready to open he did not say anything and then almost as an after thought said ‘happy birthday’. Maybe he was just still asleep, he takes a while to get going in the morning!
I know that I said to him I did not want anything, mainly because he had not got me anything and said he did not know what to get, but it is not that nice receiving nothing from him today. He never knows what to get me but I always think I am easy to please, does this mean he does not really know me or that he is just really disorganised and does not think of it in advance. I feel I am one of those people that you could buy a book, some flowers or some bubble bath and I would be more than happy. There is a small risk that if the bubble bath gives me thrush (which has happened in the past) it will then be used to clean the loo, but I will still enjoy the nice smell!
He also had the cheek to ask if 'we' had remembered to send his sister a card for her birthday! Of course 'I' had!
Anyway enough moaning on my birthday, I am off to do the house work! 