He thinks he's right, I know I am, as does every female that's married.
Moral of the story: Don't get your heart set on something you never asked for SPECIFICALLY. Let's be real- men not only need you to tell them what you want they need you to do everything but press the "OK" button when the box pops up and says "Pressing "OK" reserves the room for your 10th anniversary ".
He did bring home my favorite cake from Coldstone. (Oh yeah, the one he didn't get on my birthday that I specifically asked for)
He also bought me an incredibly gorgeous pair of diamond earrings. They're .5 carat each, and screw on! Good thing, my hair always gets tangled in them.
After I secured the sitter, and I asked her to take the kids overnight, I was still unsure where we were going out to eat. I bought a new sweater and tank just in case, but he said it's a business casual place so I had to wear my old faithful black dress.
We went to Canoe which was really nice, but I think he was under the impression it was much fancier. We sat outside by the river, but the sun was down and we couldn't see it. The couples around us were all plastered and yelling. The menu had no vegetarian choices, so we had the chef make us a veg pasta having faith it didn't taste horrible.
Am I sounding petty? Yeah, I am. I was getting ripped off. It was our tenth, I expected more.
I felt myself slipping in a pouty, tantrum worthy mood. I really wanted to say "This is what you planned for our 10th anniversary? Our friend went to fucking Hawaii and we're at CANOE in the dark?"
But I didn't. I know his intentions were pure. He was genuinely excited and really did try to make it a nice night. Remembering the male brain, I ordered another glass of wine and decided to make some lemonade. At least the kids were gone for the night and I could sleep in to like.... 7:30 if I wanted to.
He called ahead in the week and ordered a special dessert.
"Happy Birthday" complete with candle. Poor waitress felt so bad she didn't charge us for the cake or the coffee. Chocolate expresso cake it the bestest.
Take two.....
I ended up having a good time and taking the chip off my shoulder and putting it in my back pocket. I'm sure it'll come in handy another time.
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3 comments:
I've been going through a "retarded husband"-thing too. Apparently common sense is something only women have. And lucky you on the earrings! I had a pair, and now I only have one :(
An I had a little giggle at the desserts. Sorry. It was just too funny in a "already having a terrible day", type of way. But I think I'm the only one who could laugh at something like that. But I'm not laughing at you..
Happy Anniversary, nonetheless.
The cake was the highlight of the night! Jon went ahead and sang, everyone walking by was saying "Happy Birthday!". I told him since it was my birthday I needed to pick out a present. :)
Talk about the icing on the cake, right! :) I, too, had to laugh, sorry. I think most husbands are the same. As I read over your blogs, I felt a complete connection as to how you were feeling. My husband has set me up for disappointment quite a few times, or maybe like you said, I set myself up expecting him to translate the hints I dropped. In the end, it sounds like you had a memorible evening that you will someday laugh about; not to mention, you got a KICK ASS gift. :)
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