That's it really. My birthday today. For a couple of weeks DH has been saying "What do you want for your birthday" and I have replied "Nothing". But of course, I don't really mean nothing. Do I? There isn't anything I really want, but just sometimes it would be nice if he made the effort to just get a little something without me having to tell him. (Although I did say a few weeks ago that I would like a new shovel for the stables, even that has not been forthcoming.) We are going out later, and no doubt I will see something and he will buy it for me, but that isn't the point.
He even walked down to the car this morning to get out my card which he had not got round to writing.
And as for DD, well she is just a typical selfish 11 year old.
I shall now spend the day feeling wronged.