Yesterday was very trying. We had a picnic/barbecue in honor of my dad’s 60th birthday. All my siblings and their kids came down as well as my step-sister and her boyfriend. My sister requested that I make a specific potato salad. I also made some strawberry ice cream.
I did not get my father a gift or a card. He has said for years that he doesn’t want anything for his birthday, so I haven’t done anything in years. Background: His grandfather missed his mother’s birthdays because he was down at the local bar getting drunk so my grandmother threw huge birthday parties for her sons. My father found these events very embarrassing. He prefers that we call him and wish him a happy birthday which I did on his actual birthday.
Everyone else got him a gift. The potato salad was hardly touched (and it turned out the way it was supposed to). So we have a lot leftover and I don’t like it to begin with. No one wanted any ice cream as they were too full from the brats, hamburgers and dirt cake. So we have lots of that too.
And my kid was screaming almost the entire time. Unless anyone but me was holding him. Then he’d calm down.
By the time we got home, 5 hours later, I felt like the biggest loser.
However, once we were home Justin fell asleep. He would wake up and check to see where I was. If I wasn’t next to him or holding him, he’d cry until I picked him up and then he’d go right back to sleep. Maybe he does like me.