Thanks for all the greetings!! I tried so many times just to get the day on that calendar thingy centered on the 26th, but it just didn't happen. I'm usually pretty good but I totally screwed up the time thingy (that's my technical jargon!).

Now, I wasn't going to post this cuz in actuality it really doesn't bother me, but what do you ladies (sorry, Bryan, not meaning to leave you out of the equation!!) do when your significant other (SO) completely forgets your day? How guilty do you make the SO feel and for how long?

Here's the story: Woke up yesterday after a VERY long Saturday. We had people come look at one of the pups we're trying to place as well as someone else coming to look at one of our adolescents (still talking dogs here, okay?). I was bathing dogs, brushing them out, all that fun stuff.

Mom and dad call (yup, they're still alive!!!!) and I yack with them for awhile. At this point nary a word about THE day from partner dude. I catch on pretty quick that, yup, the day has been forgotten!!!

The day continues.... I'm taking care of the dogs, trying to get the bloody mats out of the youngster we're trying to find a home for, and then I have to start working the 2nd job (I read court reporter steno notes for a reporter out of Atlanta, producing her transcripts). I'm reading notes, listening to audio of the trial, and generally bored to tears. I decide to head to the gym.

Now, as I check in at the gym EVEN THE RECPTIONIST caught the fact that it was my birthday! I start thinking.... 21 years.... it's always the same day... hmmmmmmm...... And I tell myself, Michael, it's just another day. Get over it!!!

I get back home after a very invigorating treadmill workout (thank you iTrain! - gotta get that SR plug in there!!!) and sit down to read more steno. Partner dude says: well, what should we do for dinner?

Gee, says I, I don't know, is there something special you'd like to do?

Not really, PD says.

Okey dokey, says I, how about Mexican? (This is what we always do, so I know it's not a problem! We both love to eat, both love to cook, both thouroughly enjoy tequila - sounds like a Mexican evening out to me!). We agree. But I keep working... and working...... and working. Finally it's about 7:30 / 7:45 and we both have to start work early in the a.m. This is when I drop the line............

Geez, it's going to be a late birthday dinner, isn't it? (think conspiratorial, sotto voce)

There was a deathly silence in the room.

"Birthday dinner," I hear him say to himself, "who's birthday dinner are we going to?"

PD looks at the calendar and says: Well, your birthday is.........

(the next part of the sentence is unprintable, I think you can guess what was said next!)

So, off we go for a Mexican meal (yup, I do enjoy tequila, especially with a bit of triple sec and lime juice!) and PD starts: Well, what should we REALLY do for your b'day, Mikey? (I ONLY get called Mikey when it's time to get back in the good graces!)

So, I am getting a FANTASTIC meal out at DL on the 15th (actually California Adventure at the Vineyard Room) at my all time favorite restaurant on the resort property. As far as I'm concerned it's even better than Club 33, though that would have been a fun time as well!

But back to the question: How long do you make your SO squirm when they forget that day, whether it be b'day, anniversary, other important days in your life(lives)? At what point is it just a "eh, it doesn't really matter" over a total breakdown of "how could you forget this day??????"

BTW, got another dinner out tonight on the first wave of the guilt surf!!! I'm liking this!!!