Irony

Well, this post was originally to be entitled "thanks for thinkin" and was dedicated to my wife's lack of thought.  It was spurred by how I always get her an entire small pizza of her favorite pizza when I am at this one restaurant.  Never has she even brought me left overs when she goes out to eat.  It's frustrating because no only do I think of her, but she says I "never think of her".  The good news is, for the very first time in the 12 years we have been together, 10 of which we have been married, she got me something I actually liked for my birthday.  This is so significant to me, but I am still skeptical she thought it up on her own.  It is significant because it shows she does know me a little bit.  Now, the sad part is, you'd know I'd love a RHCP tshirt from simply reading my blog.  She lives with me and it took her that long to figure it out. I will let her have this win though, and I will be grateful, very grateful that she has gotten me something I like.  It's meaninful because it gives me a sad glimmer of hope that she is becoming more in touch with me.