Gifts and Dang Holidays

I  thought I would mention – Valentines day is coming.  Now, is this a holiday I care about…to be honest NO. I do for the kids, and like to do stuff for them. And my mom was always super at sending stuff even as of last year while she was in the hospital. BUT, If you figure I have to either make 52 valentines (and that is not including my youngest..whew), or buy them. Even if I don’t make them….I will have to sit and pretend to have patience while some of them write their names, over & over & over….

Now that the card thing is off my chest. I thought I would share a quick story on why, I do bring up the holiday and gifts.

Years back (PK – pre-kids), at Christmas my husband went all out and got me special gifts. He tried hard this particular year. In years past, I had received long underwear, dirty Jenga, a toaster, and some other sweet loot (ah, right). While all those gifts say love and warm you in some way, they were…lacking. I know, – I am hard to please, and no doubt those gifts surely should have given a boyfriend/husband a good pay out. But, as it turns out –  I am just higher maintenance then those particular items – like asking for a card with my name on it –  my own name in his handwriting not just printed from our computer like a label – especially now since I have birthed a tribe bearing his name and looks..

So, he tried really hard this one particular year. He went out and found gifts that he deemed “looked like me”.

I opened them with such excitement. First, was a glass set of canisters with silver tops. They were great. I loved them…however, (wait I don’t want to get ahead of myself). The next gift was a sweater that I also loved….

BOTH of which I already owned. The sweater I had received at my birthday that previous summer. And the Canisters were currently on my counter filled.  And with glee before I mentioned those two details…my husband says “they both just looked so much like you!”

Yes they sure do…turn around! The canisters look so much like me – because I BOUGHT them this summer while in door county…and the sweater looks like me because I have been wearing it for months…you bought it for my birthday (or had my mom pick it out).

To this day it makes me giggle…and since then I have gotten so many great (super) gifts…and some believe or not have come at Valentines…(and even come with pay outs.)

So, best of luck to you monday! and if nothing else buy yourself a latte.

(and As I mentioned on Facebook, if you are really down…buy a Trenta at Starbucks and fill it with your favorite wine – CHEERS to your own self  – as my kids would say)

(AND as a side note: no matter what I write about my dear husband, know that I kinda like him – at least a little 😉  )

About snotarant

i am a janitor, maid, haus frau, mother to a five pack, a listener, a hugger, a sigher, a happier, a wine lover, a foodie, a hunter, a gatherer, a cook, a wife, a mother, a triplet mom, pedicure lover, a hugger, a crier, and sometimes just me... AND beware. I write like I talk...a little - well un-correct.
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