the doofus factor
I had a party for Isabella's third birthday yesterday. I had another party for her on Friday night which was her actual birthday. I thought it would be better to give her the things I bought her on her birthday to cut down on the mayham at the big family party. On Friday, my mom, brother+kids, Don and April+kids came over for a swim party. My mom gave her her presents on Friday too. We also blew out candles on Friday. Sunday was all the same people plus my grandparents, aunt, a couple of cousins, Todd's parents, and Katie, to a total of about 18 adults and 7 small children. The party was to start at noon, that is the time that Todd's brother chose to call and say he wasn't coming, he cited a lack of gas money. This is very typical, but it pissed me off none the less. Who the flying crap gives exactly zero minutes notice on an RSVP? Even if the money in his wallet he was going to use as gas money spontaneously combusted as he was about to fill up his car, it would have happened an hour and a half before the party, because that's when he should have been leaving. However, I know damn well that he knew he didn't want to come the moment he got the email over a week ago. How fucking hard is it to email somebody back? I thought he was being passive aggressive, Todd thought he was just being a doofus. In any event, it makes me want to accidentally leave his presents on the back of our car at Christmas time and then peel out our very steep driveway... Last Christmas I gave him a gas card for the record. I guess he used it all up.
posted by Stacy @ 8:54 AM
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