im sorry. i feel your pain. every single year i hope for a different result.
i called my parents a few years ago:
me: hi dad! it's me!
dad: hi. what's going on. (this was less abrupt than it seems when i write it out, it's actually how he always picks up the phone)
me: i just wanted to call.. it's my birthday!
me: don't you want to say happy birthday?
dad: happy birthday.
me: you didn't even call?
dad: you shoudl be calling US.
me: that.. that's what i just did.
surprisingly, my dad and i do NOT have a strained relationship. i just dont have a lot of luck with birthdays. my mom gave me folic acid for my 24th, my sister in law gave me cellulite cream for my 25th.
but.. i hear ya.
sidebar: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!