Two weeks ago was my 45th birthday, and I wasn't  feeling too hot that morning anyway.

I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "Happy Birthday, " and

probably have a present for me.

She didn't' even say " Good Morning, " let alone any "Happy Birthday."

I thought, "Well, that' s wives for you, the children will remember."

The children came  in to breakfast and didn't say a word.

When I started to the office I was feeling pretty low and despondent.
 

As I walked into my office, my secretary, Janet said, "Good morning, boss.

Happy Birthday." And I felt a little better;
 

I worked until noon.
 

Then, Janet knocked on my door and said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day outside

and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you and me."

I said," By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard all  day.
Let's go."
 
We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go;

we went out to the country to a little private place.

We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
 

On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day.

We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, No, I guess not."

She said, "Let' s go to my apartment."
 

After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind,

I think I'll go into the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable."

Sure," I excitedly replied.
 
She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out carrying a big birthday cake,

followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

And there I sat... .... on the couch... .... NAKED.