I Didn’t Think So!

On Mother’s Day this year, my husband failed to deliver in spectacular fashion!

He had a speaking engagement in a neighboring town and invited me to join him. I declined. I opted to sleep in.

My little sister called and and asked me to go to our mother’s for a quick visit – it was Mother’s Day after all. I caved when she bribed me with strawberry shortcakes.

Ten minutes after I agreed to this obligation, Jackson called (last minute) and asked if I wanted to go out for lunch at one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. I did, but I had committed to going to Mom’s.

He showed up at my Mom’s and laid on her couch. Around 12:30pm I suggested that we go to Sioux City, catch a movie with the girls, and do some much-needed shopping for #2’s band uniform (days until it was needed: 3.5). He announced he was NOT going to Sioux City. If that was something I wanted to do I should have planned it earlier. Seriously?! Whose day was this any way?

We went home. He, #2, and #3 in one car. Me and #1 in another car.

When we got home, he suggested we get #2’s band uniform at our local store. But did stop by that store when he drove right past it with #2 in his car? No!

I loaded #2 in the car, drove back to the store and helped her successfully secure exactly 1 of the 2 items she needed. Upon returning home he was polite enough to inquire as to our luck from the couch where he was enjoying a second viewing of Avatar – a movie he rented for himself even though I had made it clear that I had no desire to watch that flick AND it was Mother’s Day.

**Side Note (of great importance to the story) – I made it my New Year’s resolution to stop shopping at Wal-Mart. The place infuriates me, their business practices are that of a corporate bully, and their customer service is among the worst I’ve encountered.

It was then decided that I would drive #2 to Wal-Mart (in that neighboring town where Jack was that morning) where she had been given a gift card to find the other half of her uniform.

That’s right! On Mother’s Day I was going to be given the privilege (can you sense my sarcasm?) to break a new year’s resolution that, up until this point had been flawlessly maintained.

After Wal-Mart, I treated #2 to a concrete mixer and rented a movie from Red Box.

I returned home (uniform fully complete), went directly to my room to watch my movie, and spent the rest of the afternoon by myself – not really the way I had envisioned this day going.

Near the end of my chick-flick, my life partner invaded my alone-time and began commenting and asking questions regarding my movie. THEN he asked me what my plan was for supper.

I told him I didn’t have a plan, but I was NOT cooking. He seemed annoyed by that. I then suggested we eat at one of the 5 restaurants that are open on Sunday in our town. He said he would go pick something up if I told him what I wanted. I said I would prefer to go eat at the establishment. He voiced his dislike for that idea. I grabbed my purse and left. On my way out the door he asked if I wanted him to come. I didn’t reply.

After spending a good 40 minutes with my Lord trying to calm down, I went to Subway and ordered a pizza and ONE cookie – to go. I went home, sat at the kitchen table and ate my supper. Someone even had the audacity to ask me, “Did you just get one cookie?” to which I replied, “Yep.”

Boy, what a craptastic day!

THEN, and here’s where it almost becomes comical…

Five days before Father’s Day, the love of my life says, “Hey I was telling this guy at work today how awesome it would be if you planned to have our flat screen TV installed without me knowing for Father’s Day.”

Four days before Father’s Day, my one and only says, “Hey, wanna know what my other idea is for Father’s Day?” to which I replied, “Hey wanna talk about what I got for Mother’s Day?!”

(Dead Silence)