40

Today, with not much of any hoopla, I turned 40. I spent the day playing Monopoly mega with the Boy (funny how its my birthday, but HE gets the present).

No birthday kiss...no birthday card. A quick cursory "Happy Birthday" from the Woman.

We ran errands today and wound up grabbing a quick bite at that godforsaken chain restaurant Chili's. It was like eating a salt lick with some tex mex spices. But it was the only thing we could sort of all agree on...

No good luck pasta or noodles. This has to be the lamest birthday ever. I even paid for gas in that stupid assed Suburban I bought for her....

But then again, I'm 40 now. I shouldn't care about such things right? Like who cares?

I do dammit.

I wanted a present...a card...something from the two people I live with to acknowledge the fact. Nothing.

when you care enough to do absolutely nothing....that's what I got.