Monday, May 14, 2012
It started off with my husband basically ignoring me for the first hour because he was trying to figure out a problem with the lawnmower. After being ignored on my birthday by the one person who knows how much these things mean to me started my day off badly. I finally went to him and said, I know you don't do presents but a nice Happy Birthday and a hug would have been welcome this morning! He did as I requested and said that he was sorry but he didn't even know I was awake and he was working on the lawnmower and not thinking about what day it was. And, if that had been the end of the bad part of the day, I would have been fine.
However, I had decided to do the grocery shopping regardless of the fact that it was my birthday. I was ready to go, coat on, shoes on, purse in hand when the phone rang. Now, normally, I probably would have let it go but since it was my birthday, I thought it might be my dad or one of my 4 sisters calling to wish me a happy birthday. I thought it would be a quick greeting and then I could get on with my day so that I could be home by noon and could get outside to enjoy the sunshine and read my book.
It was one of my sisters and although, I did appreciate her calling to wish me a Happy Birthday, I wasn't really in the mood for a long chat so after her best wishes, I told her that I had to go because I was on my way out the door when she called. Unfortunately, she didn't twig to me wanting to get off the phone and proceeded to tell me about the bad things happening in her life right now, which normally would be fine but I listened anyway and by the time, I got off the phone, an hour had passed and now it was 11 a.m. and I knew there was no way I would be home by noon! I briefly contemplated not going but there were things I needed so off I went.
I finally got home around 1:30 and I was tired, and hungry, and grumpy. I made a salad, ate it and without even listening to the message that was flashing on the answering machine, I grabbed my book and headed outside to have a wee nap in the shade. After that I felt better. I listened to the message and it was from another sister passing on her best wishes for a great birthday! But, she's very loud and I had a headache so I didn't call her back even though I did want to talk to her since I haven't since the spa weekend! I could have called her yesterday but I didn't want to disturb her on Mother's Day.
Around 3:30, DH got up after having worked nights the night before and we started getting ready to go out to dinner at one of my favourite Italian restaurants. We had never been there for dinner, just a lot of lunches and this is where I said I wanted to go. It's about a 40-minute drive from our house. We picked up my mother-in-law around 4:30 and headed to the restaurant (we took her with us so we could celebrate Mother's Day with her at the same time and we had planned to go hiking with her on the actual day).
We got to the restaurant around 5:30. I made the reservation over a week earlier and I was hoping we'd get a window seat but we didn't. We were stuck at a table near the kitchen and restroom and didn't as much attention as we normally do. The restaurant was busier than it normally it is at lunch time but it wasn't packed and with 3 waitresses and a maitre'd plus the owner roaming around, there was more than enough staff for the people who were there.
It was probably around 10 to 6 when we ordered soup and snails to start, which we received around 6. We were finished with them well before 6:30 and then we proceeded to wait for our entrees. And, we waited, and waited, an waited. Finally at 7:30, we asked about them but the waitress we asked but the waitress we asked never came back to tell us where they were (all pastas by the way). At 7:40, we corralled the owner and told him that we had been waiting more than an hour for our entrees and we were fed up and wanted our bill for what we'd had so far. He apologised and said the food would be out in 5 minutes and offered my husband a free glass of wine. But we just wanted to get out of there. We weren't happy with the wait. We weren't happy with the "free wine" offer and we weren't happy that our special occasion dinner had been ruined by the slowness of the restaurant. We suspected they had forgotten to put in our order. They did bring us our mains within 10 minutes but as I said, we just didn't want them anymore. DH asked for the bill, which they brought with everything we had consumed so far on it and we paid it in cash for the exact amount and no tip. And, then we left.
We took the scenic route home and saw some amazing mansions along the way including some that were for sale (DH checked when we got home and the cheapest one was $1.5 million). And, then we went to Dairy Queen for some sweet treats. And, that was the best part of my day!
When we got home, I checked the answering machine to see if my other two sisters or my dad had called to wish me happy birthday but none of them had and that bummed me out as well.
All 3 of them called on Sunday and apologised. They said it's because during the week, they're faced with the date every day but on the weekend, they had just forgotten that it was the 12th and therefore my birthday. And, my dad said that he figured because we had had lunch together on Friday that he didn't need to call.
And, tonight, the two sisters who neglected to call me on Saturday are taking me out to dinner. I just hope it's a better dinner than Saturday night's was!
Okay, venting is done. Friday was great and Sunday was great and the sun is shining and I'm on vacation this week and all is wonderful!