We fly high, no lie, and you know this.

Today was a Wednesday.

I went about my normal routine. Woke up with the baby around 9. Fed him. Piddled around the house and on the computer. Laid back down for a nap with the baby around 11. Then I woke up with him. Fed him his lunch. I did my homework. Then I went to class. I am deeply comforted by the monotony of my day and being with my son.

I've had the worst cramp in my neck all day. It's made my back and my head hurt right along with it. I hate it when I get those.

Tomorrow is my birthday. I asked Dan for one single thing and I'm betting money that I'm not getting it. I asked him to detail my car. And I mean detail. Dusting, wiping, windows, scrubbing upholstery, outer wash, vacuuming...the whole shebang. That wouldn't have even cost money. I don't think I'm getting it though. No matter how upset I get every holiday, it doesn't seem to change his lack of concern for what the day is.

I haven't gotten anything for like the last 5 holidays. Then I get to watch Heather and Stacey and Sarah and all my other attached girlfriends get these great, thoughtful and often extravagant gifts for their special days. I must say it turns me a little green. I hate it that he's not very thoughtful. Then, just like a non-thoughtful person would do...he made some attempt at trying to throw me a party. Only he doesn't take into consideration how busy everyone is and he was only asking his family and friends to come(YAY!), and he started planning it today. So I know that's not going down, nor do I particularly want it to. I know he's just doing it to "return the favor" not because he's really considering what I would want. He always says he doesn't have money. But you best believe, I pay attention to the crap he's blowing his money on in the month or so preceding my birthday or whatever and he could have put back an extra 20 somewhere along the line. According to my therapist, it's not his fault he's so naive and unthoughtful. He's a man. Only, as I stated before, nobody else seems to have this problem, so WHATEVER.

I don't mean to sound like a negative rude bitch. I mean, I am....I just don't think I'm being too unreasonable to want someone to at least spend 10 minutes thinking of me and what they want to do for me for my birthday or Valentine's Day, or even Christmas. We've had some holidays where we just didn't have the money, but I've found ways to do things for him anyway. Even if it was coupons for sexual favors, a nice meal and a bubble bath, or even a subscription to a magazine he'd been hunting down for months. I don't feel like my ideas were that time consuming or even particularly creative. They were to make him feel special and thought of. I definitely have the core values of a poor person, in that I appreciate everything that is given to me and done for me and I always think of the thought someone put into something before I even begin to consider what they paid for it. I guess it's just too much for me to ask for someone to think and act like I do. So I'll shut up now and try not to ruin a day that hasn't even happened yet.

I'm excited that all my girls are going out with me for what I am betting is going to be one of the best nights of my life. I mean, it could go either way when you have me piss ass drunk, but I'm betting for the good half. And really, lets be honest, if the night does go haywire and something really shitty does happen, it will still be incredibly entertaining and end up being a time nobody forgets. Me and Sarah used to say that we could have fun together, even if we were locked in a dark closet(that sounds gay! LOL!). Maybe it was Carmen...I don't know. What I'm getting at is I know I'll have all my good friends there so no matter what it will be a good time. Holla, Holla!

Well, peace out! Time for me to accomplish something besides major retinal damage, severe back pain, and carpal tunnel syndrome.