Lindsay honey, listen to this old married lady. I have been married to my husband for almost 34 years. He is as adorable as they come and loves me to a fault. HE HAS HOWEVER FORGOTTEN BIRTHDAYS, ANNIVERSARYS ETC. He also played the "you are not my mother" card years ago. I told him "I am not forced to be your housekeeper, chef, or prostitute either, but if want me to remain so a card on Mother's Day and a trip out to dinner won't kill you." Men are big dopes, even the good ones so don't expect so much from him. Should he not be such an idiot, absolutely, but will he always be one, most assuredly. For goodness sake, don't let pride get in the way, HELP THE MAN! Be bold and tell him outright, "Honey, tomorrow is my birthday, let's do something special." "Sweety, our anniversary is in two days, why don't I get a sitter and we do something fun that we did when we were dating?" I doubt he is going to tell you NO!
I know a lot of women think men need to be more accountable, but let's face facts, they are just wired different then us and think more with the privates than with their brains. Don't be so hard on him or yourself.
Step back and laugh about it. It doesn't mean he doesn't love you, it means he is a DOPE! It probably isn't the only important dates he forgets.
My birthday is September 28th and he has just started remembering the correct date a few years ago. This year I got my present a couple months early, a truly gorgeous diamond and sapphire ring. We will still go out to eat for my birthday and his too, but does it matter to me if we decide not to? Absolutely not! You know why? Because I love the man who tells me he loves me everyday. Who even when he is mad as a wet hen at me, kisses me goodnight. He is the man I sit and weep over, check to see that he is breathing at night if I can hear him and nag him to remember his medicine because he has heart problems. I don't give a darn if he never remembers another single thing as long as he doesn't doesn't die and leave me here alone. Next time you think about him being a dummy, think what you would feel like to sit in a chest pain emergency room and watch the man you love groan in pain, his skin the color of ash, knowing he is having a heart attack and you are powerless to help him. I guarantee you will run and throw you arms around him and appreciate him for the, absentminded careless fool that he can be!
Faye
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