Both my kids are sick. Both have colds. My eldest has a recurrence of pinworm that didn't show it's head until 11pm last night and ultimately resulted in me sleeping (badly) on her floor. Then, as we finally pull away from the hovel of disease that is our house, my drivers side front coil spring snaps and hey presto, we no longer have a drivable car.
I was a kid and that year my birthday fell on Thanksgiving. The big plan was to go out to see the St. Louis Blues play (when Wayne Gretzky was playing!). Well my 2 year older brother had a meltdown how I wasn't worthy of bring along and he should go. My asshole dad, who never liked me, did just that. He took my brother, on my birthday, to see hockey's greatest player.
I don't talk to either of them for unrelated reasons but that was a shit birthday.