24 Days of Christmas: Day 16

I've always thought that people with December birthday got screwed on the presents front. No, I don't have one, but my mother does. Then I went and married someone who does as well. They have both suffered "combo" gifts in that past and it sucks. So in this house? No combo gifts allowed.

Tonight, when Lee gets home he'll get his birthday gifts. He'll get a birthday dinner (homemade pizza, aka "Karen Pizza" because IRL my name is Karen not Sassymonkey). He'll get to choose what to watch on television and I can't complain about it. I won't even be able to complain when he changes the channel a gazillion times during the commercials (serious pet peeve of mine). He can make me watch a horribly dull movie that I wouldn't normally watch (though I am allowed to play on the internet during it since he spent the other night playing on my iPhone while I was watching a movie).  He's not getting cake because he doesn't want one (he's clearly insane).

It will be a regular birthday, with nary a Christmas thing to it. Ok...except maybe the Christmas tree in the background. There are some things that simply can't be helped.