I remember oh so well my 40th Birthday.
I was the one that hit 40 hard.
Looked back at my accomplishments and figured I'd be further ahead of the game...at work they had the neccessary decorations. "Over the Hill" Balloons, "Tombstones" "Black Crepe Paper" and a old busted wooden coffin...I smiled *while wishing they all would die right there before me* and ate the Black frosted cake. Washed down with Prune Juice...
Funny, very Frikken Funny....
Got home and all I wanted was a few cold beers, seek my sanctuary in my puter room and be left alone until the Black Cloud had passed...
But Noooooooooo...Before the cap was off the JD and the top pulled from the beer can the wifey announces..
"We have to talk...."
Okay, chit.... What did the Girls do now?
"No we have to talk in the Bedroom...."
Okay, Crap... What did I do now.....?
The door is shut and she looks at me into my eyes and pulls out this dam wand thingy....WTF?
I remember hearing the haunting words "I think I'm Pregnat"
I recall coming to on the bedroom carpet and hearing a recognizible voice crying....sobbing very hard.... then I realized it was me...
I was then gently assisted up the stairs and into my puter room, bottle and beer in tow...
That was the greatest Birthday presents ever... My Son.
Mac