I was held prisoner in my own home yesterday.
The hubs, who wasn’t feeling the best to begin with, decided to seal our asphalt driveways yesterday. We’ve been having some pretty awesome weather – sunny and mid-70’s – so it was really the perfect time to get it done.
But it was also my mom’s birthday. And I needed to get out so I could buy her a gift and run it over to her house.
The husband’s plans trumped my own.
My mom and dad, who were out on this side of town anyway, dropped by. I was pretty embarrassed to be gift-less. I know she doesn’t care, but I do. Though I would buy her a gift regardless, I feel it’s especially important to bestow attention on her because my sister and brother tend to forget to acknowledge her special day.
I’m usually pretty good at keeping on top of birthdays and normally, I would have bought her gift several days in advance. But this year, I simply didn’t know what to give her. I usually give her a sweater, which she’s always delighted with (at least, I think she is), but I don’t know, it just didn’t feel right this year. I was going to send her an electronic gift card through JCPenney, but I couldn’t figure out how to send it directly to her – it kept wanting to send it to me first and I’m assuming I was supposed to forward it on to her from that point.
How stupid is that??
So, my folks came by and I was empty handed. I did have a card for her, but I didn’t feel like it was ENOUGH. Though I know my mom doesn’t want, or expect, a gift on her birthday, I still WANT to do something for her.
This year, for some reason, I simply couldn’t figure out what that might be.
We’ve made plans to have lunch on Tuesday. Perhaps spending time together will be enough?
This is assuming my presence IS enough. I hate disappointing people.