My Birthday

Thanksgiving was nice but my birthday sucked. First I had to ask my husband for my present, I got it unwrapped and with no card. Niiice, then he was in a mood yesterday and kept telling me that my birthday is just another day. That is all well and good for him but it is important to me, glad I am so important to him. We went to Susan's house for dinner, well let me rephrase that. T and I went to Susan's about noon with orders to call Tony when the food would be ready. We call and tell him appetizers now dinner in a hour or so. Our friend Scott and Tony show up the eat and leave. He forgot to bring my birthday cake that was sitting in the fridge, once again I get to see just how important I am to him. I was so embarrassed with the way he just up and left. Yesterday was just not a good day for me. I felt very out of place at dinner and everything. I love Susan but I think next year I will cook my own Thanksgiving, Some of the people there were just a bit overwhelming. Now normally I do the dishes after dinner it being my birthday this year I did not do any. We ate on paper plates and when I left she had a sink full of dishes. I sure hope her friend got off her ass and washed them. I don't know I am just not feeling so great about things lately. I am thinking of going back on the zoloft cause I sure as hell do not want to feel like this all pregnancy.