Birthday blahs

Have you ever noticed how things that don't bug you too much any other day seem to REALLY bug you on special days like your birthday?  You know, the little things like dirty dishes on the counter or dirty socks that got close to the hamper but didn't actually make it in the hamper.  On any other day they are annoying, at best.  But on your birthday they just seem like a big slap in the face.

I woke up this morning thinking "Hey, it's my birthday!  It's gonna be a great day!"  I actually let myself believe that just because it was my birthday, the day was going to be different than every other crappy day full of the same 'ol things.  WRONG!  I got out of bed to a cranky baby, whiney 3 year old and a house that looked much messier than when I went to bed last night.  So, I got a cup of coffee in me and got to work.  And the more I worked, the more ticked off I got.

I walked into the kitchen hoping it would be as clean as I've made it 4 times already this week (and yes, it is only Tuesday).  Unfortunately, it wasn't.  So, as I was standing at the sink doing last nights dishes (because noone seemed to be able to do them last night after the meal I cooked), I started getting getting really angry.  Normally I would just do them and move on, but not today.  Today is my birthday.  Everyone knew that today was my birthday.  They knew it last night.  They knew it this morning.  They've known it all week.  And yet, nobody cares.  Because if they did, they would have cleaned up last night, or at least this morning, instead of sitting around playing on their phones leaving it all for me.  ON MY BIRTHDAY.

Anyway, the day has just continued on in this fashion all day today.  My 3 year old has been saying all week how he wants to go get me a cookie cake with white icing that says "Happy Birthday to Mom" on it.  But nobody has taken him to pick it out or order it yet.  I think that someone ordered one last night, which is great, but it's just not the same.  My son REALLY wanted to go get it for me and nobody took him.  I don't even care about the cake, I've just been super excited all week that he was going to go to the store to get it for me. 

I just don't understand why nobody seems to care.  I know they try, but it's always so half-assed that it just makes it unenjoyable.  My husband even called me from work yesterday to tell me that he didn't get me anything.  And since he rode his motorcycle to work, he wasn't going to be able to get me anything.  But did he think to take his car today?  NOPE.  Rode the bike again.  Gee, thanks for telling me that yesterday.  Now instead of just being disappointed on my birthday I get to be disappointed for the day before too.
And when I asked him to leave work a little early so we could all go to dinner together at a reasonable time he said "Nah. I'll just meet you there.  Then your sister can drive the car home and I'll let you ride on the bike home. That'll be your birthday present."  Um, thanks?!?  What part of "I really want us to all go together" wan unclear?  I know, it's my birthday, why do I think I get anything I want.

OK!  Enough of this "whoa is me" crap!  Time to enjoy the good parts of today & not think about the crappy parts.  I've got a baby who just passed out on my lap and a 3 year old little man who's asking to snuggle on the couch and watch cartoons.  I'm going to enjoy spending the day with the two little people who really do want to spend it with me.
Oh, and I got the BEST birthday seranade from my son this morning.  Every time I think about it I smile.  So yeah, it may not be the best day ever, but I have the best kids ever to make it better.  Thanks for listening to my rant!

RSVP rant

One thing that really drives me nuts is when people RSVP for something and then don't show up.

I understand that things happen and sometimes you have to change plans at the last minute. But, the courteous thing to do is to let the host know once you find that you're no longer able to attend. Or if you can't beforehand, please send a message or something afterwards letting them know why you couldn't make it.

I was recently chosen to host a party in which I was given goody bags to hand out. I was provided with a set number of goodies, therefore I could only invite a certain number of guests. I made this very clear to the people I invited. I even confirmed attendance the night before the party. And I still had no shows! One week later and I still haven't received a message about why they didn't come.

I went through a lot of work setting things up and making snacks for all of the guests. A lot of food went to waste because of the no shows. Not to mention the other people that I couldn't invite (who really wanted to come) because I wouldn't have had enough gifts.

This also happened to us a couple months ago with my sons birthday party. It's so heartbreaking when your child is expecting all of his friends and then they don't show up or let you know that they can't make it. How do you explain to a 3 year old that you don't know where they are or why they aren't coming after you spent the whole week hyping it up? And many of the no shows were just complaining about how bad it felt when it happened to them. Then you know my pain! You know it sucks to be the host in that position! WHY would you turn around and do it to someone else?

Maybe I'm just old fashioned to believe in common courtesy. Maybe I'm just hopeful that there are still people who care about others. Maybe.....I don't know why I even try sometimes.

But, I'm an optimist and I'll just keep trying. Sorry for the rant. Thanks for listening. I feel a little better now!