That was just it, I didn't make him feel special on the day. We didn't even sing Happy Birthday. What happened was the weekend before a friend of mine from way back phoned to say her mother had died. The funeral was due for this monday. She needed to stay with us as we are in the same neighbourhood her mother lived in and they live 3 hours drive away. So although I knew it would be H's birthday on the Sunday when they would be coming I couldn't exactly turn them down.
That was his peeve - that he would feel guilty getting uptight about it. Well he got uptight anyway. He was OK about the gifts just didn't feel as if he had spent the day being pampered. give me a break I have house-guests (with their kids) to organise for. He had gone away Friday night through Sunday morning on a charity sky-dive and left me with no car. So how exactly was I supposed to organise all this extra special stuff for him? I thought the sky-dive trip would be excitement enough especially that I didn't gripe at all about him leaving me on my own with the kids and no car. He thanked me for that before he left so he must have realised what it took.
To me if nice stuff happens around the day of my birthday I am not too bothered if the actual day isn't all that special.
I feel bad that we didn't at least sit round the table and sing happy birthday at dinner - we should have done that.
Fran
if we can be sufficient to ourselves, we need fear no entangling webs Erica Jong