I don't usually complain much on Facebook or here, but I've been feeling down about my birthday ever since and I just can't shake these feelings so maybe if I just get them out in writing I can move on. And since I don't have many readers on my blog, no one will notice if I put my feelings on here. The weekend before my birthday we were in SLC for a farewell, we talked a little about how my birthday was coming up, but never once did my husband ask me what I wanted. This was not just any old birthday...it was my 30th! Since he didn't ask me, I stupidly thought maybe he had a surprise or something special planned. Tuesday September 2nd rolls around. Hubby gets up and leaves for work, he kisses me goodbye...I'm waiting to hear "Happy Birthday!"....it doesn't come....okay, oh well, he doesn't want to disturb me too much from my sleep. I get up at 7 and get my boys up and ready and off to school. I drop the girls off at my sis in laws while I go to my hair appt-she even says 'Happy Birthday' as I'm running to the car (late as usually). I go get my hair dyed and trimmed (got red in it like the hubby requested, who knows maybe we will go out on a HOT date later ;)) While at the hair dresser we talk about birthdays and how her husband forgot hers til later at night, and I tell her about last years birthday when my hubby didn't do anything for me either, I guess the day of my birth doesn't mean much to Roy.
After my hair appt I race to get my girls so I can get Kadence home, fed and on the bus for Kindergarten. All the while waiting for a phone call or even a happy birthday text from Roy....nothing comes. I decide I want an ice cream cake from Cold Stone for my Bday, so P and I go get one. Then Paislee naps, I do housework. That night Kadence has her first tumbling class, so I ask my sweet neighbor to keep Pais and the boys until Roy gets home, she agrees (she is the BEST neighbor and friend!!) After tumbling I call Roy to tell him I'm getting Papa Murphy pizza since we are just next door at dance, he request the chicken/bacon/artichoke. So I honor his request and also get a stuffed meat one as well. Kadence and I make it home and get the pizza in the oven. By this time its close to 7pm. Roy has all the kids loaded in the truck when I pull in the drive and he comes to find me and says he's going to get a new wheel for the lawn mower at Ace....he then proceeds to grin and say "Babe, I'm so sorry I completely forgot what day it was, happy birthday!" I just smile and say its fine. He takes all the kids and runs to the store and I just knew he would try to cover up his mistake and go get me something....but its too late. I couldn't believe he FORGOT it was my birthday, my 30th birthday! I felt terrible. Two crappy birthdays in a row. I eat without my family. I also send him a text that says to not bother getting me anything, its too late. As soon as they get home I leave to go get my tomatos from my grandma. I turn up really sick that night with a cross of the flu and a migraine, seriously what a crappy crappy birthday.
On the other hand for Roy's 30th birthday we make the drive to Richfield and order him a custom made saddle-$2500.00. He brings me home 2 roses and a bag of chocolates. 2 1/2 weeks later and it still hurts my feelings, who's husband forgets their wife's birthday 2 years in a row after being married for nearly 12 years?!!!
Thanks for letting me vent, I just needed to get it all out. If you read all the way to here you are a rock star!
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