My husbands birthday is this weekend. I won't be sharing it with him. His b-day is Saturday and I will be leaving mid-morning or so for San Diego and won't be back until Monday afternoon. I will be thinking of him. Missing him. Wishing him birthday wishes. What is the point? He doesn't want to have a birthday. He never wants to celebrate. What is that about? I am all about celebrating me.
He won't even let me give the kids money to take him to dinner. Loco!
Hey, happy birthday early babe. (hee hee, you can't stop the blog!)
p.s., even if you don't celebrate your birthday, you still get older you know!
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
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