Today is my 44th birthday. It also marks 5 years since I had dinner with a woman or even so much as kissed one. Not for lack of trying on my part.

I was with my ex-wife on my 38th birthday and immediately afterward I discovered she'd been having an affair, which led to the discovery of multiple prior affairs over the course of our 20 year relationship.

I will spend tonight with my 8 year old and my 10 year old and we will do whatever they suggest and think is birthday appropriate. I'll enjoy it for their sake, but I don't feel much like celebrating anything.