Father's Day Fail?
(Curtis's and Coby's actual hands ... aww!)
To tell you the truth, I might've actually bought him a card - and maybe one for my stepdad, too (sorry, Baba) - had I remembered in a timely manner that Father's Day was approaching. Yes, I saw the signs in the stores. Yes, I heard all the ads on TV imploring me to "give Dad what he wants this Father's Day" with this tool set or that barbecue grill. But they start such propaganda so early that I'm like, "Oh yes. Father's Day. Well, I've still got a little while to prepare for it." And by the time it actually rolls around, I've learned to tune out the ads and the signs until it's like, "Oh. Crap. Tomorrow is Father's Day? Really?"
Over the weekend I saw like THREE DIFFERENT GUYS on Facebook posting pictures of themselves on shiny new riding lawn mowers. My wife surprised me with this shiny new riding lawn mower for Father's Day! was the generic caption. Seriously? Riding lawn mowers are, like, a thousand bucks or more. Curtis would totally notice if our bank account was suddenly drained. And if I were to secretly save up that much money without him noticing, it would have to be in little bitty chunks. Which would take months. Years, even! Talk about planning! I can't even plan enough in advance to buy a damn card for my husband, or for the man who raised me. I'm not ungrateful, just unprepared.
I don't feel too bad, though. We "celebrate" virtually every holiday this way. Like on Valentine's Day, when Facebook and Twitter are gushing with, "My husband bought me these diamond earrings!" or "Champagne and strawberries!" or "Guess who's going to Cabo?" and I'm all, "Oh yeah? Well my husband said he thinks my butt is getting narrower. And then we went to McDonalds."
It's the thought that counts, right?
ummm, this could be my entry on Father's Day! Oh, I did accomplish something - I texted my son several times to remind him to call his father!!!! He is on vacation, having a good old time - finally called (after a rather lengthy and nasty test from me) about 11:00 last night.
ReplyDeleteYep my story is similar except I let him do the cooking too! (To be fair he says grilling is his own happy place so I really did do him a favor!)
ReplyDeleteOooo, your man is SO wise - to tell you your butt is getting narrower!! Lucky girl.
ReplyDeleteI am so 1000% with you on this one. I could really care less on all these holidays, so I don't care if I get anything. My husband on the other hand thinks he DESERVES a room full of presents. Unfortunately, he never gets such things. Usually just a nice card and a pat on the butt. What? i think that is perfectly acceptable!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you! Our Father's Day consisted of lunch out, so the guy wouldn't have to cook. And then I let him take a nap. Happy (cardless) Father's Day!
ReplyDeleteMcDonalds is a rockin' place.
ReplyDeleteMy husband would LOVE a riding lawn mower. He's been begging me for years. I keep laughing in his face.
I can always count on you for a good laugh! I don't know how people afford to buy crazy expensive things for every holiday and birthday and anniversary...there are so many!
ReplyDeleteahhhh, by the way! that photo is heartwarming and beautiful!
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! That is fantastic! I am so glad to hear I am not the only one on earth who does not receive gifts nor give them when it comes to my spouse! WE STILL LOVE THEM THE SAME THOUGH!
ReplyDeletefuck facebook! bunch of show offs. your way of celebrating is WAY BETTER!
ReplyDeleteSince I was a major slacker for my husbands birthday (got him some cheap jeans from the Old Navy outlet and didn't get him a cake) I did spluge a little on Father's Day. I bought tickets to the Bon Jovi/Kid Rock concert. Granted, I get to go, so it was nice for me too!
ReplyDeleteBut really?!?!? Ride on Mowers? Who has that kind of money?!?!?! We are in a RECESSION people!
I make sure that every Fathers Day my hubs getting something just as good as what he gave me for Mothers Day- which is always nothing!
ReplyDeleteMy husband got sex for fathers day...thats what made him a "Father" so I thought it was fitting. Oh and he got a nap to... For Mothers day I just wanted the nap and no sex...yeah right!
ReplyDeleteI think you get riding mowers and trips to Cabo when the kids are grown....i hope?
Totally the thought that counts. I think the gift is that he's married to such a wonderful woman who gave him beautiful offspring. But, that's just me. ;)
ReplyDeleteYeah - it's definitely the thought that counts (I've had to use that one several times myself!)
ReplyDeleteBaba & I aren't good at the whole cards-and-flowers thing, either. Neither of us ever seems to feel deprived as long as the other one wishes us "Happy Whatever It Is" so we know they haven't forgotten. It's definitely the thought that counts! :o)
ReplyDeleteAnd I love, love, LOVE the hand picture!
If it makes you feel any better, I didn't get a shiny new lawnmower for Father's Day either.
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I stink at holidays in that we don't do anything for them. Cards cost a fortune nowdays, and what are you going to do with them? Keep them? Where? It just adds more clutter. And then, for gifts...well, we just want to be able to go get what we want when we want it/can afford it. And who wants to go out on a holiday with every other person on the planet?
ReplyDeleteNo wonder our friends think we're a little strange. :-)