Pluck My Nerve

Sorry about this, but it needs to be said. My husband, well, he is quite the douche bag! As you read, yesterday was my b-day. My husband called me at work and sang Happy Birthday on my voicemail, it was really very sweet! Now, to the douche bag in him!

I don't really care whether or not I get a present, but for some odd reason I really would like a b-day cake on my birthday though. I know time to grow up! Well anyways, I didn't get either. He didn't even think about it, well I can't say that, he apologized for NOT getting me one. So it must have crossed his mind at some point during the day. He did bring something home though, a six pack of beer and a pint of Captain Morgan's. Nice! Not a piece of cake, not a cup cake, nothing! But he certainly had what he wanted for himself.