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40th Birthday
So, ok, my not yet ex-husband and I were having marital problems. And we were in marriage counsiling. Is that any reason to not recognize my 40th birthday?? Hell, when he turned 40, I had a huge surprise party for him. Friends, relatives, booze, entertainment. Spared no expense. But no… no party, no friends, no nothing. Just his family whom I can’t stand. He gets me a crappy cake from the grocery store, and since my birthday is on a Sunday that year, he can’t even get my name put on it.
The gift had to be crappy too, since I don’t even remember what it was. And my bitch Monster-in-law just kept saying. “I don’t know what the big deal about turning 40 is.”
That was the day I decided to go blonde. Two days later I am at the most expenseive salon I could think of for a foil wrap. What the hell, give me the works. (manicure, pedicure, facial.) I charged it, 300 bucks worth, on hubby’s credit card. Happy Birthday Baby.
That was also the day I decided to start fucking around on my husband.