Happy crappy Birthday to me. Yes, today is my birthday. Is my husband planning to take the family out for my birthday? Well, no. You see he volunteered to go paint something for this damn committee he belongs to. He suggested I load the kids up and go have supper with my mom. Gee, thanks.
Edited to add: When I talked to him later his story changed a bit. He told me he hadn’t actually volunteered, he was just going to go and volunteer. Uhm, yeah, okay, whatever. The important part? We all went to Red Robin for supper. Yay!!