Today is our 7th wedding anniversary.
I've been ill with pneumonia and am signed off work but I'm actually feeling a lot better. I normally work FT.
I've cleaned the whole house, done all the laundry, got dinner ready for DS and then decided to put on very nice underwear, a slinky dress, some very high heels and do my hair and make up 50s pin up style as DH likes that look.
When he got home from work I was waiting on for him with a card, a cold beer and looking like a cut price Dita Von Teese.
I never do stuff like this - I'm always working and looking like a stressed, frazzled mum - I just thought the 'Oh honey, you're home' thing might play well.
He's gone upstairs to play computer games as he had a stressful day. [hmm[
I'm now left feeling faintly ridiculous.... 
In fairness, once he's destressed I'm sure we'll have nice night, but right now AIBU to trade him in for a nice bottle of wine and a bar of chocolate, as I feel I'd get more enjoyment out of them.