Bad Things About My Birthday:
I had to work.
Justin had to work.
The kids were extremely crabby.
The screaming children gave me a screaming headache.
Justin is going to play poker after work instead of coming home to spend time with me.
No one sang Happy Birthday.
No one made me a cake.
Good Things About My Birthday:
I have a job I don't hate.
I have children who are often lovely.
Tylenol...with caffeine...and ibuprofen.
Justin's grandma brought us a raspberry pie (and I ate a quarter of it).
The weather was gorgeous.
Many many people called to wish me happy birthday.
I'm not 30 yet.
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