Yes, I am a terrible wife. I know, please don’t verbally remind me because this would hold up in court as abuse. I could give numerous excuses as to why I didn’t do anything great for Mr. C’s birthday, but I will just leave it at I am going through “female” problems. This is one of the best things about being female. You can use the term “female problems,” and get out of just about anything. Men just go silent.
For Mr. C’s birthday I took him to Canter’s Deli. I am not sure if you have ever been to Canter’s on a Monday night at about 6PM, but if you ever want to know what it is like to be old this would be the time and place to be. The perfect place for a birthday dinner!
Mr. C knows I will make it up to him, so he pretends to be excited. He loves me.