Seriously!

Can I tell you how much I hate birthdays.  Oh sure, the idea always sounds nice.  Cake , presents, I mean,  what's not to like? As a child I was always the kid who cried and hid as everybody sang Happy Birthday.  I was always the kid who got a stomach ache opening presents because I was so shy the idea of my reaction of opening the gift terrified me. Not to mention having to thank the gift giver for the item.  I had the mother who was the hoverer who was in my ear, "did you say thank you, did you say thank you?"

As I got older we never had a lot of money so whatever I really wanted was out of the question and at my sixteenth birthday party my dad and my brother decided that watching a movie was more important than paying attention to me opening my gifts or doing the cake.  My husband has proved to be the type of person who asks me what I want to do for the occasion but then always has a better idea and then picks an argument.

This year was no exception.  Actually, on my real birthday(last Thursday ) it was great. My husband worked really late the night before so he brought home flowers and a card and meant to take me out to breakfast but he was really tired and he fell asleep. I totally understood, it would have been dangerous for him to go to work without getting any sleep. I had to go to the dentist and get two teeth filled so my mouth was numb most of the day and my husband was gone until almost PM. My parents called me, hubby's niece called and a bunch of you left me messages on my face book page and that was GREAT! It was a very quiet day.  I took my son to the eye doctor after school and it was a very normal day, basically not like a birthday.  My perfect day.

On Saturday my husband planned a party for my son and I because our birthdays our a week apart.  I was just a small family party with my family and hubby's parents and niece. Things started to go wrong earlier in the week when hubby's brother's wife called to invited us to their son's birthday party which was on Sunday.  They do this every year, decide to do this last minute and then get mad when we or nobody can come because they can't get their act together.  I had hubby call to get out of it and of course they were mad that we weren't coming even though hubby gave MY birthday as an excuse.

Anyway, a bunch of things that my husband wanted to do for the party changed simply because he ran out of time because he was so tired.  I was kind of glad because when he makes everything from scratch he makes a huge mess and we had a huge mess with what just the simple stuff.

My IL's were the second people to arrive and they insisted that I open my gift because there might be something that I'd want to put on. Now, the last time the were over they mentioned that rubies were the gift for 40 so I thought maybe there was a ruby necklace or a pair of earrings in the package.  Even so, I hate being put on the spot  but I opened it.  There were two bags of chocolate, a pair of silver earrings and a box. I opened the box and inside the box was the most obnoxious black party hat with pink, black and white feathers and 40 in pink sequins in it. That was what they wanted me to put on and for some reason they thought I would wear it for the whole party! When they said I had to put it on all I could say was," I don't think so".  My FIL did manage to get me to put it on for a picture but I have to say that this thing managed to ruin my entire day.  I know it was a small thing and I shouldn't have let it bother me, but what the hell were they thinking?  It looks like something a 1 year old would wear.  Would my MIL have bought that for her daughter? NO!  For her granddaughter?NO! Why in the hell did she think I would wear it and think it was cute?  A tiara, yes; stupid party hat, no way! As you can probably tell I'm still not over it.  Then when we were opening gifts my MIL or my mother, I'm not sure who pulled the dumb thing out and my mom tried to put it on me again! I couldn't even be nice then so finally my mom put it on my 6 year old nieces head.  I'm definitely having a talk with my mom about her diplomatic "it's so cute" over the top remarks which were not helping my cause any.

Tell me, honestly, what would you have done?

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[Kristin-mom to 4 boys, and 1 girl]

i would not have been pleased to wear it either
so i would have tossed it on the floor and ran off like a 6 year old! LOL or i would have said to both moms since you think its so cute why don't you wear it!