i want to say publicly that i screwed up Father's Day yesterday. it started with forgetting until late Saturday night that i had promised snickerdoodles to my Sunday school class (11 and 12 year-olds), so i got up at 6 to make them. i think there would still have been a chance to save the day if i had only slept until 8.
then when we got home, instead of resting for a bit and doing a good job, i rushed into it and made the worst meal of maybe ever. inedible. (over- and under-grilled chicken, soggy cabbage...and not much more)
then i gave the wrong gift because i wasn't listening. no gift would have been better, truly.
the father in this house wouldn't have minded either of those things. he isn't rude--actually, he's very nice and a great dad...the total package. he didn't say a cross word all the live-long day.
but...i did pout a lot. not really about the food or the gift, but mostly because i was feeling melancholy and tired and didn't muster the strength to rise above. i went to bed early. i think we're going to have to stage a Father's Day Redux.
an alternate title for this post is, going wrong for mostly wrong reasons.
i sure hope all your father's days were better than the one i presented. i have *no doubt* they were.
aw. *big hug* and may father's day redux be thuper.
ReplyDeleteOh I know how it is. You do so much all the time though...like that amazing birthday party. Give yourself a little break, especially since you DH is doing so. But a redux is always a good idea. Love you
ReplyDeleteIt always seems that our expectations for the perfect day are too much, whether we are hoping to receive it as moms on mother's day or providing it on father's day. For several years I have noticed this in our home. More grumpiness and stress than joy and gratitude. Next year we will do something different. Kinda wish they didn't fall on Sundays.
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