The husband has seen the tired.
He has seen the TCWH monster that surfaces after night after night after night of too few hours of sleep, and too many hours of kids.
SHE. IS. NOT. NICE.
I repeat.
SHE.
IS.
SCARY.

Apparently, she is a forgetful bitch, too.

Witness:

Thursday, the husband's birthday, I got up for work. I showered before work. I made lunch before work. I got ready to go to work. As I was walking out the door, I kissed dh before I left for work. Then I said, "Make sure you don't go back to sleep before I leave." Groggy says: "Hunh? Why?" Scared out of her wits says: "Because, there's a rapist running around Charlotte. It's dark out there, and it's close to the road. Humor me." Groggy says: "Okay."

Did I say HAPPY BIRTHDAY? Umm, no. I forgot. Strike 1.

After school, I was helping to set up for the school's international night. The dh calls to make sure that I have left to return the 1 car that we share so that he is not late for work. Running in with one minute to share/spare, I kiss him goodbye and tell him to make lots of money.

Did I say HAPPY BIRTHDAY? Umm, no. I forgot. Strike 2. Insert smack on the forehead here when I see e-card that L.A.M.B! has sent. Bad wife hell, here I come.

When the dh gets home, I am exhausted, it is 11:00 and I have to get up in 5.5 hours. Now I don't know about you all, but I don't function on that amount. 9 is good for me. 8 is great. He says, "Sorry I'm late, Yoshi had to buy me a drink." And the third and final nail in my coffin is my reply, "For what?" "For my birthday."

And what did I do?

I was so embarrassed that I couldn't say anything. Add stubborn to stupid.

So what is the new rule around here?

I have to be in bed by 8:30. The dh has had enough.

And for once, this sounds good to me. Because forgetting birthdays? That warrants more than blow jobs on demand. That warrants sex, doing dishes naked, watching endless basketball games and enduring endless golfing mornings - on demand. Maybe we should get TIVO, because I have a feeling that by the time he turns 36, I'll be plumb wore out.