Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Jenn... crazy Jenn. She went and thanked her husband for the flowers that he sent her. He didn't send them. She didn't get any flowers. But she led him on all day. She played that she didn't know who sent them and they must have been from him to thank her for all she does. He said "no but who you got on the side sending you flowers?" the dance went back and forth. Wild evil fun for Jenn. He admitted that she deserved them but they were not from him. The dance lasted till she spilled the beans that she had not received any flowers.
I played that game once. I don't remember how I played it and I don't think I played it as well as she did but it backfired on me. I spent the rest of the day hearing about how Dom felt bad that he never sent me flowers and how I deserved better (this was long before we had kids) and instead of him saying "yes you do deserve them" or heck even going out and getting them I think I went and did something to make him feel better after saying such a mean thing to cheer him up which pissed me off even more. Not that he learned he still doesn't send flowers. Back then I didn't deserve them. But who does really? I mean I gave birth to the children I am responsible to care for them and the house it's my "job" it's my privilege to be a mom. I don't need a medal. Just get it done. Right?
While it would be nice to be shown how much I am appreciated every now and than I believe that my time is coming.
My boys will not learn the fine example of how to show a woman how much you appreciate her from daddy. Derek is already slipping. That, like everything else, is my job. I tell the boys to remember this "Sometimes a girl just needs flowers. Jewelery always makes a nice gift and make sure you always tell her she smells nice when she comes out of the bath or shower" they got it. And while I don't get flowers or cards or gifts or jewelery they always tell me I smell good after a bath. (I don't take bath's all that often)
I get sloppy kisses and lots of hugs and in the end what more could you ask for....well maybe that fancy soap dispenser.