Whine...

I turned 32 today. Normally, I don't get depressed about birthdays. Getting older doesn't bother me. But on the occassion of 32nd birthday, no one wished me a "happy birthday" except my mother-in-Law and that was after I called to thank her for the shirt she bought me a week or two ago.

Yesterday, Angel said "Tomorrow is your birthday." And yesterday, my dad asked me if there was anything I wanted for my birthday. But today, it was like there was some conspiracy to let the day pass without any acknowledgement. Even after I reminded Carmen a few minutes ago she didn't even make an attempt to get out the words "happy birthday." She just said "uh-huh" and rolled over to go to sleep.