This is pathetic and please no hugs, huns and brackets - I am not after that. I am 31 and it shouldn't bother me - I never have high expectations for birthday or Christmas as they are so close together and we are always broke by the time it arrives. Usually because I spend every penny on the kids and DH, leaving nothing for DH to use on my gifts. Every year though I hope he might have secretly snuck some money aside to buy something, or bothered thinking about it a bit earlier, like I do for him.
This year I did leave money aside for him to use for our usual birthday meal, movie and gifts. Only he didn't keep track of it, and used it on different bills, prescription meds and dentists. So come the day before my birthday and we realise there won't be a meal out with friends, or Robert Downey Jr fix, or a gift. Not really his fault, but annoying.
I shouldn't care. I had a great day - I went out with a girlfriend who spoiled me with a meal out, British comedy at her house and even some cake, bubbly and a pressie. She made it a lovely day.
But my DH not even bothering to get a card really just fouled it up for me. He helped the kids make cards, but he used to hand paint me ones from himself before we had kids. He knows a simple card from the shop with a nice personal message like 'sorry your birthday sucked, we'll celebrate when we get paid - love you' would have cheered me up. He said he would clean up all day while I was gone, but the house is still a shitehole (I am not a domestic goddess so we run on the 'big clean up before holidays and high days' approach to housework) and my daughter's card said:-
'roses ar red and vilets ar blue, hony sweet but not as sweet as you. You hate eing green but you ar too meen so I love you more than enything'
Apparently it was meant to say AREN'T TOO MEAN (the green thing must refer to the fact I always tease her about not wanting to recycle), but I am sat here crying about the mean comment even KNOWING she meant not mean... even though I think it is funny it is making me tearful. And I feel angry at myself for being weepy today and not just being fecking grateful that somebody bothered to make the day special. And I am mad that I care, and mad that I probably upset my husband by crying as it isn't totally his fault he failed yet again to make it a special day...
Sorry that was so long. IABU. I know I am. Maybe I am PMSing or something. I just wish he realised that it makes me sad when I put so much effort into his birthday every year (this year it was a surprise party with friends from different states coming along, specially designed cake and cupcakes and gaming, pressies etc) and he always moans that he won't be able to do the same for me, but he fecking could if like I do, he planned it before the day of the freaking event.
Rant over.