Those are my true joys, other than my family. I without a doubt love, love, love my Sony Reader (which my husband bought me for no particular reason at all), and the day (once a month, per my agreement with my husband) that I get to buy books online for it is a day I look forward to with great anticipation. I am also a coffee junkie! I love all things coffee-related, and when I am fortunate enough to either receive a Starbucks gift card or load money onto my own gift card, I am tickled and giddy!
So when a day such as Mother’s Day rolls around and I receive flowers, while I appreciate the gesture, all I want to do is say, “Really?” In my type-A mind, all I’m thinking is that it’s the typical last-minute, “I almost forgot” Mother’s Day gift. All meaning is lost, as is the sentiment, sadly. I would have been happier with a new coffee mug, a movie date with just him, an okay to buy an e-book, or even a grande Pike Place for $2.00 at Starbucks.
My wish for next Mother’s Day is no flowers, no last-minute, “typical” save-the-day gifts. And if no forethought is given, I would rather not get anything at all. We’ve been together six years; by now he knows what I do and don’t like. Take a minute and think ahead. I do it for him. Isn’t that what the day is about, anyway? Today, the best part is that the kids brought the flowers and card in to me. The realization came when I saw that my husband didn’t even sign the card ... at all. No one did. That’s either a typical male, or a show of exactly how much this mom means. The upside? Well, being a Sagittarius, I always find the upside. In this case, the upside is that he remembered!
The truth is, on days like this I dig into my mental Rolodex and remember the day, not so long ago, when he suprised me with my Sony Reader out of the clear blue I remember the new coffeemaker he bought me for my birthday—the one with the stainless steel carafe that keeps my coffee piping-hot all day long—or the new phone he bought me that has a separate texting keyboard because he “sees me texting all the time.” Hmm ... come to think of it, maybe a last-minute, almost-forgot gift was what I was due for. Okay, perhaps I’ve just learned a valuable lesson here. I’ll gladly take the unsigned card and all! I need to spend more time remembering the loving things my husband has done and I’ve received, and less time thinking (or overanalyzing) what I didn’t get or why I got what I did. I love my mental Rolodex. It sets me straight on many occasions. They were lovely flowers!