Tuesday, April 29, 2008

The One Where I Sing Happy Birthday to Myself.

Ya say it's your birthday... Da da da da da daaaaaa...it's my birthday toooooo!

So, this has turned into a listening to onthegomom whine about her impending divorce blog. I promise it won't last forever. Just a few more whiny days.

My husband called me right at midnight to tell me Happy Birthday. I was pretty shocked. He also told me he loves me so very much. He also asked me to go to dinner with him tomorrow. So now I am a f*cked up mess. I want to believe him. I am going to go to dinner with him because I really want to. Even if it means I will come away hurt and reeling, I still want to. Again... my head is spinning (and I pretty sure it's not the Absolut Citron Vodka in my Diet Coke that is causing it. Pretty. Sure.).

7 comments:

Law Student Hot Mama said...

Aww, hunny. Don't go! It sounds like a disaster!

Holly said...

Happy Birthday! I wish I had great advice for you about this whole thing. All I can say is "Good Luck!"

utmomof5 said...

Happy Birthday Girl!! I say go to dinner get the most expensive thing on teh menu. Don' let him get to you, be strong and stand your ground!!

desirae said...

Happy Birthday!!!(Well ok, happy late birthday..) I hope that everything goes as you need it to tonight.. Good Luck...

Stacie said...

Happy Birthday my sweet bloggy friend.

Go to dinner, you deserve to have someone buy that for you on your birthday.

Try to go into the dinner with an open mind, but as little expectations as you can.

If he is playing games, I shame him...and I put a curse on his meal. :)

Cecily R said...

Happy Birthday...sorry it's a mess. Wish I could come share some Ben and Jerry's with you. Let us know how the dinner goes...

Shelley said...

Happy Birthday!! Sorry I'm a couple of days late! How did dinner go? Well, instead of asking I guess I should just keep reading...
I enjoy rum in my Diet Coke, but the Citron Vodka sounds good too.