Today's my birthday hence the name change
DH is putting the 2 kids to bed and there's a big birthday cake on the counter that hasn't been "served" - you know, with candles etc
I could
1 - call them all downstairs and point out
2 - sing happy birthday to myself, light and blow out a candle and serve myself a slice
3 - go to bed
4 - ignore it entirely and see what happens
This is on top of an already cunty birthday because kids have written me cards that say "to Mum, from Child". Both of them managed to avoid writing "love" on the cards somehow. Years of wiping arses and cooking dinners and neither of them can write more than "from Child" like I'm the dinner lady and they're signing a class card.
I should add as of yesterday DH and I had no marital problems 
Cheers 