SO had a birthday yesterday and of course, cake, and candles, breakfast, and dinner were all supposed to happen by ME!
hahahaha (I suppose)
I gave him his gifts in the morning, made him and his dad breakfast, and when SD15 came out of her room (because she knew breakfast was ready) I let her dad know that she could make her own toast and eggs as I was enjoying MY SUNDAY.
On Saturday I invited her to come to the mall with me as I needed a couple of things and she might want to get her dad a present or at least a card.
Her dad transferred money from his account to her's and she was to put some gas in my car and buy her own food and whatever she was getting(he also overheard us talking and knew that she was to pick up something for his bday)
She mentioned that dad told hr to put gas in my car as we were leaving the mall. we completely spaced until we passed the last gas station on the way out to the house (10 miles from the small town we live in) and SD15 mentions, oh, did we pass the gas station... I said, it's fine, I was going to the mall anyway...
As we are shopping at the mall, SD15 says she isn't intending to buy a card as 'dad always says how much he likes her homemade cards'.... ummmm okay...
(I had previously made the decision to be nice until I move out and I apologized to SD15 for all the fighting and coldness coming from me and that when I move on, or she moves back to her mom's, if she needs me, she can call or email and I loved her (I've known her since she was 9) and wanted the best for her, etc... )
So it seemed okay until she, once again, didn't want to spend her own money- or even the money her dad had just given her, on anyone but herself...
When we left the mall I picked up an ice cream cake for SO/DH and we each got a scoop of ice cream, tht of course I paid for. she didn't offer (not that I expect any 15 year old to offer, but considering she was given money to come, and she knew why we were even at the mall in the first place, you'd think she would offer to pitch in for at least her cone...???
So, last night, after SO/DH has worked outside all weekend, and had a slow, nap filled day of his birthday, he starts to get grumpy and making noises about dinner.
I had already eaten, as we had decided previously that it would be'every man for himself' as we had ALOT of leftovers. GREAT! I relished the idea of not spending another day and night in the kitchen (when his dad is here, we cook every meal. When his dad is not, leftovers and self serve dinner works for us)
I had eaten and wasn't concerned about them eating because I ate at 6:30 pm, all leftovers.
So, SD15 comes to me around 9:30 pm to ask where dad is and aren't we having cake?
(SO/DH had given up and put ice cream cake back in the freezer in the basement as no one was interested in singing, cutting cake, and SD15 had not given her daddy the card she made out of copy paper and markers)
I told her 'Dad put the cake away and is taking a bath'
she stood there really confused and apologetic and said she was planning to give him his card when we ate cake...
Mind you, she had just spent I don't know how much, on herself, and didn't bother to buy a card nor did she want to buy craft stuff to make an original card...
SO/DH was kinder to me than he has been in weeks, and I think it's because he could see that, once again, I AM THE ONLY ONE that steps up for birthdays, holidays, etc and his DD once again, was only looking out for herself...
I know this is long and convoluted, but I had to get it out.