Why should I give a flying F that it is his 50th birthday?
Let's see, should I pull up the memory of my birthday two years ago when he fell asleep due to jetlag and didn't call until 2am when he woke up? Then had the nerve to show up the next morning to make everyone breakfast and brought beautiful birthday gifts from Shanghai.
Or, the time I gave him a beautiful tie from Hermes for one of his birthdays and his response, "Uhhh, not my favorite..."
How about the time I bought him tons of healty food for his trip home from my house (6 hrs) and he criticized all of the Organic Food Choices I made and said how HE would have chosen this or that.... But said the WATER was good!
And the time he took himself to Paris for Thanksgiving to lick his wounds from his divorce and wanted to "go dark" so he could HEAL? But sent pictures of himself everyday saying, "Thinking of you..." or "You'd love this...."
The list goes on and on and on and on......
What an ass... Happy Fucking Birthday Asshole!