I'm Never Buying Anyone Another Present...

I have stressed over the past couple of weeks of what to get Paul for his birthday. Well, today is his birthday and as of this morning, I still had no idea what to get him. The man is picky. He's very hard to buy for, because he is so specific about the things he likes/dislikes. So, I just figured I'd go to Target and I would find something there. Last year I got him a set of vintage Budweiser glasses, so I thought that maybe I'd get him a set of Captain Morgans vintage glasses this year. That's when I spotted it. The perfect gift. "The Perfect Pullup". He has been wanting to work out and work on his body, and he had mentioned about wanting this thing before. Looked pretty cool, and I thought that I might would even use it. I picked it up, put it in the buggy, and just knew that he would love it. I was very excited, and felt all better about not knowing what to get him. When I got home, I wrapped it and waited patiently for him to get home from work.

When he got home from work, I met him at the door and asked him if he wanted to open his present. He smiled at me and said, "Are you that excited about it?" I guess I was. He started ripping the wrapping paper from the box, and once he got it opened, he looked at me strangely and said, "I can do this in the gym. I wanted a video game." Never in my life, have I ever had anyone say that they would have rather had something else instead of what was given to them. I was hurt, and yes I cried. I wanted to pick the "Perfect Pullup" box up, and hit him upside the head with it. But I didn't. I just went to the bedroom, laid on the bed, pulled a pillow over my face & cried.

Well, I made him feel really guilty about it. I didn't mean to, but I did. I told him that I kept the receipt and that he can take it back and "get whatever the hell" he wanted to. It was a pretty expensive piece of equipment that I bought with money I didn't have. I cried, he fussed, and I sulked for a couple of hours. After we made it through dinner with his Mom & Dad (his brother & sister were not present, but that's another blog for another day)...we went to Target, got our money back, and he got a video game.



I decided today though, that I am finished with buying presents for people. I'll get them a funny card, and that's it. I'm done. He's enjoying the video game now, but I wish that he would have loved what I got him. Oh well. If he gets fat playing video games, because he didn't like the exercise equipment that I tried to get him...that's his problem. I still love him.

Happy 22nd Birthday Paul. I love you.