I just have to share this with someone. I actually cried about this this morning. I realize I'm a little emotional only being a week out after surgery, but my hubby really hurt my feelings yesterday.
Yesterday was my birthday. My hubby has always been one to make a big deal about my birthday - this included going out to dinner, a nice present, treated like queen all day.
Well, this year he comes home hands me a card and says Happy Birthday. He said I didn't get you anything because I figured your surgery was your birthday present.

He didn't even take the kids out to get me a present or anything - it was just like another day except I got a card somewhere in the middle.
I tried to hold it in, but got really teary eyed and he asked me what was wrong. Then the lightbulb went off in his stupid-head and he realized he had made a big mistake. He then went on to say how horrible he felt. That the past couple of weeks have just been so hard and such a whirlwind with him having to do so much more since I've been out of commission (NOT a good excuse). He tried to back peddle and suggested we go get flowers at the nursery this weekend and plant them, that maybe that would be a good present. That made me mad too - I don't want a present for the house - I want a present for me. We get floweres every spring for the house, that's not something special! It's not the gift - it's the thought!
On a happier note, my very good friend came bay later. Pre-surgery I my favorite birthday treat was to go out for margaritas. So she came by with sugar-free lime jello in a margarita glass!! Complete with a cute little umbrella. I, of course, started bawling again. That was probably the most thoughtful gift I've ever received! See, SHE gets it. My sweet girls also stayed in on one of their recesses at school and made me cards and paper flowers.