Ask any member of my immediate family, I used to cry every Christmas. Without fail Heidi always got what I wanted (we usually wanted the same things), and I always got something else. Even the year that I went shopping and picked out clothes with my mom- she wrapped them for Heidi. I was NEVER vocal about what I wanted because I always thought people should know what I wanted. Yes, I wanted people to be able to read my mind and I realize that this is the reason for my holiday unhappiness as a child. Since I've been dating Adam, I have witnessed the massive list making that happens on Thanksgiving. Everyone begins thinking about what they want and then distributes lists to the necessary people. Because of this, I knew exactly what Adam's mom wants- and its already been purchased. What does my own mother want? I don't know! I just asked her and she dissed my gift from last year. Adam and I got my parents a gift card to the Melting Pot thinking it would be fun dinner place for them to try. She just commented that she didn't want gift cards to any restaurants downtown because it is too busy of a year to go there. You've had it for a year, and now you're complaining that the timing isn't right?! Seriously? After having the most depressing conversation with my mom, I realized that all this time I have been mimicking my asking after her. She never tells you what she wants- maybe she will tell you one thing- but she also told everyone that one thing. I finally got it out of her that she wants a hooded sweatshirt (but she already told my sister) and she'd rather have an Applebees gift card than one to a good restaurant.
Lame.
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