He he he he. Yeah, you've got it bad! But, I still think that's a cute cake!
I am not quite there yet. Well on my way, though.
My husband is a fishaholic. Last year he forgot my birthday. It was on a Saturday. No phone call nothing. Mind you I gave him several reminders before he left on his fishing trip. When he got home on Sunday, he could tell I was in a mood, but I didn't tell him why. Each day went by and I got my mood changed to the point that I was laughing on the inside about it and acting normal on the outside, but biding my time. Finally, on the following Thursday, we were heading somewhere and I was driving. He said something about calling his sister for some reason , "Because she would be so upset with me if I didn't." To which I replied, " Kind of like I would be if you forgot my birthday." Boy, you should have seen his face! He melted in that seat.