the worstest, baddest anniversary in the history of anniversaries
...so yesterday was my wedding anniversary. I had told my husband some time ago that I wanted a plain gold band. He comes home from work without so much as a card or even a daisy that he pulled from the neighbour's garden. He didn't forget, because he said happy anniversary before he left and again when he came in the door. He chose not to that's all. While I was cooking him his favourite dinner, he came in for a little sugar (what he got was a bit of a cold shoulder) and he said something like he didn't get me anything because he couldn't decide what to get me. I said I told him months ago what I wanted. Whatever! So after dinner, we had to go out and get teacher's presents, after we shopped he started driving in the opposite route to home, I asked him where he was going and he said for a drive. We arrive at a jewellery store that I had used to have his SECOND wedding ring made (after he lost the first one, the second one which was identical to the first one, he said he didn't like, another long anniversary saga, basically, I love surprises but he hates them) but it was closed. I asked him what he was doing there and he said he was buying my ring, but because they were closed he would come back tomorrow. He didn't get why I was upset. I don't want him to think of what he will do for our anniversary after dinner on the day, I want it to be something that he plans for. This year I spent 3 days making him a slideshow dvd of pictures (all non digital so they all had to be scanned!) from our 20 years together, I worked on it in the middle of the night, when he was at work and had The Anchors lie and say they were using the computer for school work while it was burning the dvd so he couldn't use it. He loved it, cried the works. I went shopping for the ingredients to his favourite meal 2 days before. I planned it. He had the weekend to plan but he chose not to. So yeah I am selfish and childish but it was our anniversary and we have been married for 14 years, I believe that in order to keep things lively you have to surprise one another every once in a while, he has failed to surprise me and I am sad. I still love the goof but ARGH, never mind, no matter what I say it comes out like I am a whiney selfish bitch, because the man is awesome (sometimes).
Bad thing #2. Our toilet upstairs has been on the fritz and out of commission for 4 days. The Husband said he would fix it but alas had not, so there I was at 11:00 last night trying to fix it. I guess seeing me do that made him feel guilty so he came and helped. After 2 hours we had it all back together and guess what, it still didn't work.
So here I am, no ring and no upstairs crapper. Good thing it is one more sleep til Cottagemas, because otherwise I would throw my selfish whiney ass off a cliff.