Today is my birthday eve. This is the day that was formerly known as the hubby's birthday, but I've decided to claim it as my own - I deserve it!Today (on my birthday eve) my husband began his week of traveling. He left the house talking on his cell phone without my good-bye kiss. I literally had to chase him down with my car to get it before he disappeared. This is why he lost his birthday rights this year.
Then he leaves me with a full schedule of activities. I just came to the realization that I'll have to miss Death by Cardio tomorrow night as #1's activities won't even allow me to be in the same town during either of the class times. Now I'll never know if the trainer actually broke down and brought me Ho-Ho's - it's my BIRTHDAY after all.
Then, the icing on the cake (my figurative birthday cake) was when #2 emerged from the shower with this new endearing song...
"Happy Birthday to you.
You live in a shoe.
You smell like a granny.
And you look like one too."
Isn't that sweet?! She's a clever one, that #2. Remember just a few days ago when she was my favorite? Oh, how fast they turn on you.
It may be my birthday indefinitely which assures me the right to do whatever I want when ever I want because it's MY BIRTHDAY! That's the birthday rule in our house.
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