It's my birthday today and I have had a week from hell at work - added to which we got back from two weeks holiday last sunday so have had the stress of readjusting, fractious kids etc...anyway, I always, always organise our rare nights out - get babysitters, book restaurants etc, but I simply couldn't this week. I told him to do it and .....nothing. He bought me some lovely presents and is generally the best dh ever, but I am so pissed off. I am sat here on my own, dd in the front room watching tv, ds upstairs on his ps2 and I've sent dh to the pub while I finish cooking dinner. He said we could 'go somewhere for lunch tomorrow' with the dc's. Lovely. bank holiday monday hell and I'll be driving no doubt as I don't drink. All last night I was convinced he'd organised something but then he got the chicken out and asked what time I wanted to eat tonight!!!! Surely, just once, especially after the week I've had, he could have sorted something out?