It's my party...

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It must be the year for crappy birthdays. Mine doesn't rate as high on the crap scale as Jennifer's, but it hasn't been inspiring so far. My kidlins have been in that arguing, sarcastic, not listening phase for the last few weeks, and today it was driving me crazy. Then an afternoon party at that big Rodent's nasty pizza place. I'm ready to just go to bed and call it a day.

***ETA...It was redeemed...hubby took me to a good restaurant for a nice dinner dressed up as grown ups. Good end.