Happy B'Day to me!!! But I REALLY don't want a cake!!!

Wow - 39. My father (may he rest in peace) was five days short of his 39th when he married my mom (may she rest in peace). I am thankful that I married my wife a little more than a year ago. I remember growing up, thinking, "I hope I don't wait THAT LONG to get married." Well, I didn't, but it was sure close!!!

I am thankful to be with my soulmate, Julie. We act like an old couple, but we have not even been together a year and a half yet!!! I am truly lucky. I now know why I had to wait so long to find my wife... because I had to wait to meet the perfect person for me!

We'll probably do the going out thing, but we'll skip the presents. Work, as they always do, will get a cake. That is despite my every objection. I DON'T WANT A CAKE, and I think it's totally disrespecting me to get one anyway. Why don't I want a cake??? I am trying to lose weight, and I think it's absolutely a slap in the face to give me a cake when I specifically asked that they don't get me a cake. I won't eat it, and I am not going to stand by and not say anything about it if they do. I had asked for something else instead, like sandwiches or pizza. Both are questionable for a low-carb dieter, but at least I can throw out the bun or the bread and eat it. With cake, I can't even touch it.

As of last Sunday, I am 353 pounds, and I am trying to lose weight. My wife had gastric bypass surgery four months ago, and she's lost more than 61 pounds (61 is the official reading, but that was taken about a month ago, and I think she's still losing). I don't think I am out of line here. To me, if they have cake, my birthday is just an excuse to have cake and they are totally ignoring my feelings on the subject.