Another year..

Wow I am sooooo glad my birthday is over. It was one very very long weekend and of course as I knew would happen...full of DRAMA! Though I'm sure there is more to come. I'm at the point where I dont even want to celebrate my brithday anymore becuase all it ends up doing is making more drama for me. My poor hubby always gets stuck in the middle but I know he tries to make it special for me.

This year I picked the Cheesecake Factory because come on what girl doesn't LOVE cheesecake? lol

Things went great and I love my hubby so much for giving me that special time even if it only lasted during dinner. It was still great to have that few hour moment where everything was going right. He really is such a sweetheart and I am soooo lucky to have a wonderful husband.

I know some of you are wondering what the hell is she talking about and trust me I would love to spill all the details to you but that is not what this blog is about. I'm not going to name names, point fingers and bitch certain people out. I'm not like that. You know who you are and you know what you did and that is that.

Every year its the same shit and I'm sick of it. How would you feel if people forgot your birthday? How would you feel if "people" didnt even care that it was your birthday? How would you feel if these people were supposed to be YOUR FAMILY? Crappy right? Well try that every year. Sucks right? Well welcome to my personal hell and the reason I hate my birthday. It's all because a certain someones birthday is close to mine and everyone is busy making sure that person has a great birthday and totally forget about me. Even though I celebrate each of their birthdays every year and go out of my way to buy nice gifts and think of them. Yet every year I get a slap in the face when my time rolls around.

So you might ask why Jenny? Why are you so nice when "others" are so mean? because thats who I am. I care and I love my husband more then anything in the world and I would never hurt him and by treating certain "others" wrong it would hurt him. So every year I put my fake smile on and celebrate for everyone BUT me. Just because I love my husband and would never ask him to be stuck in the middle. I know he would do the same for me though I pray I would never have to.

Well now that most of the drama has past I can ALMOST move on with my life until next year anyway. Sorry for those of you that have NO idea what I'm talking about. This is my venting place and well I need to vent. So excuse the crazy whine it's more for me to get things off my chest then to ammuse people.lol