Yesterday was Tommy's birthday. It was a pretty low-key affair. He went to work, I took the car into the shop, and I didn't bake a cake or even get him a card, although Faith made him one. The only thing we did different was go out to eat in the evening instead of me cooking. We didn't even go to his absolute-first-choice restaurant because it was too long a drive on too hot a day with too whiny kids who won't eat anything there.
He says I'm good, though: the PS3 I bought him back in June has me paid up through 2013, birthday-gift-wise. ;)
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