I would love one of these! The 17 year cicada bugs are coming soon..I’m terrified. If I have to sit outside..I want to be in a bug tent!
We almost need to get a bunch of these and all wear them to a PriceScope GTG so we could recognize each other...
I love the sound of cicadas! It would be amazing to hear a gazillion of them!
Aww (((((hugs))))). Don’t be scared. Remember you’re bigger and stronger than they are. Believe me I get it. But keep reminding yourself you are smarter and bigger than they are. And ultimately they cannot hurt you. ((((Hugs)))).
We almost need to get a bunch of these and all wear them to a PriceScope GTG so we could recognize each other...
I love the sound of cicadas! It would be amazing to hear a gazillion of them!
omg has it been 17 years already?! And I just got back to TN. Noooooooooooo!
We don't do the bug thing in So Cal, so please explain the 17 yr cicada thing. It sounds nasty!
LOL! We lived in an area where there were plenty of mosquitoes, so the "bug tent" was a tent made out of bug-proof screen withvertical zippers on the sides. You could sit in and enjoy a meal or an outdoor visit without being cannibalized by the bugs. I detest mosquitoes/bugs. Still a bug tent for a 10-year anni was kind of over-the-top...
ETA: A lovelier name is a "camp gazebo", as the one below is called.
Back on topic!
There are several different broods that emerge at different years all over the country, so perhaps not.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and my they did something very lovely for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help for them) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and they did something lovely and thoughtful for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them. I've put on hold (basically given up) a position on a board of directors that I've worked for ten years to attain and that means a lot to me.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help to them or have his life changed in any way) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
Happy Birthday! and Happy Mother's Day. I totally understand you're feeling hurt and overlooked, and I am so sorry.
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I have something to share, but its not exactly a "tacky" gift.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and they did something lovely and thoughtful for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them. I've put on hold (basically given up) a position on a board of directors that I've worked for ten years to attain and that means a lot to me.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help to them or have his life changed in any way) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
Big HUGS today and tomorrow!!
You feel how you feel, and you don’t sound self absorbed at all, just hurt because you‘re feeling overlooked this year. Because you actually have, a bit.
I know it doesn’t help, but I’m sure your parents are so grateful to have you as their daughter, and I think they would be horrified to learn that they’ve hurt you. Which is of course why you won’t tell them.
Your feelings, as well as your decision to talk about them here rather than let them stew, are the products of generosity and maturity and I can’t imagine anyone finding fault with you
Happy birthday and happy Mother’s Day!!! From one PSer to another
Happy Birthday! Happy Mother's Day.
You sound like a wonderful daughter, they are lucky to have you.
I understand why their oversight hurts.
I have something to share, but its not exactly a "tacky" gift.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and they did something lovely and thoughtful for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them. I've put on hold (basically given up) a position on a board of directors that I've worked for ten years to attain and that means a lot to me.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help to them or have his life changed in any way) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
I think I'm just feeling completely emotionally and physically exhausted. 2021 has been a really difficult year so far, first with part of my house collapsing from the TX winter storm, then my dad's stroke and flying back and forth to Maryland to help them and staying up all hours to try to get work done in the cracks, and having the Executive Director of an important art organization be flamingly angry with me for having to take time off so soon after starting to care for my father, to struggling with health issues of my own that I haven't had time to fully address because there hasn't been any extra time for self care. Oh and yesterday I found a friend and long time collector of my work died.
I just feel like a total wreck and want to curl up in a fetal position and cry. (Actually I am crying now, but its from the kind and loving responses from strangers on PS.)
Gentle hugs to you @RunningwithScissors ! You're a wonderful daughter, great person and incredibly strong to have accomplished all this. We're here to Iisten!
I have something to share, but its not exactly a "tacky" gift.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and they did something lovely and thoughtful for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them. I've put on hold (basically given up) a position on a board of directors that I've worked for ten years to attain and that means a lot to me.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help to them or have his life changed in any way) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
I’m so terrified of them! I once had one fly into my hair. It got stuck. This happened over thirty years ago but I was traumatized by it. It made an awful sound. They’re huge! I’m going to stay home during their invasion. I have to walk my dog but it will be the fastest run to the grass to do his business. They last about six weeks.
I have something to share, but its not exactly a "tacky" gift.
I'm feeling ashamed to admit this, but I'm hurt because my parents didn't send even a small gift this year for my birthday (which is tomorrow - same day as Mother's Day). I know that sounds totally selfish, which is why I'm embarrassed to admit it. And really it is not about receiving a material item, it is about acknowledgement.
My dad had a stroke back in February. He was in the hospital, then rehab, and has now been at home for a couple months. So I totally, totally get that there are much bigger, more important things for my parents to think about than my birthday.
My dad has made a really good recovery (which is really the only thing I want or would ever ask for.)
But the thing that makes my parent's oversight hurt, is that my husband's birthday was recently, and they did something lovely and thoughtful for him. Which again, I am really happy and thankful that they treat my husband well and love him as much as I do.
Since my father's stroke, I've given up my work and my home life to help my parents and be there with them through my dad's hospitalization (taking care of my mom, cooking, cleaning, giving her love and moral support) and then again to help when my dad came home from the hospital, caring for him and helping with rehab, cooking, etc. I've flown back and forth from TX to MD over and over again during a pandemic before I was eligible for the vaccine. And then pulled every string I could think of to get the vaccine early so that I would be healthy to continue to care for them. I've put on hold (basically given up) a position on a board of directors that I've worked for ten years to attain and that means a lot to me.
Of course I would all of this again in a heartbeat because they are my parents and I love them and I just want them well and happy. I don't expect praise or thank yous or anything.
But it does sting to be overlooked on my birthday when my husband (who did not provide any direct help to them or have his life changed in any way) was remembered on his birthday. Makes me feel taken for granted.
I sent my mom a giant bouquet of antique roses for Mother's Day and they arrived on Wednesday and she sent me a text saying how much she loves them and how great they smell.
I'm sorry if this post sounds self absorbed. I'm just feeling hurt, and I need to release the feelings in a way that I don't tell anyone IRL. So thanks for listening.
Happy early birthday, @RunningwithScissors! And I echo others in conveying that your parents are so very fortunate to have you in their lives, which are only enriched by your kindness, generosity, and conscientious care. And I think your feelings are completely understandable, as we are only human, after all! I can relate to what you expressed as my father is in the mid-to-late stage of dementia and I tend to him on a regular basis, yet when I take care of his needs or his "to do list" he responds with a grunt, or "that's great," and never a simple thank you. And it is difficult to carry on the simplest of conversations with him these days. I recognize that it is the disease that has stolen this from him (and from me) and that in his heart of hearts he would want to be warm, caring, and communicative, but he literally *can't* do this at this stage. And I realize that everything I do for my dad is really for me as well, because I care, and so I can look back and know that I did all that I could. And I don't really need any gratitude from him because I am content knowing that I did my best for him. But it still hurts. So I understand all that you expressed. I totally get it!
And I don't know about your parent's current states, but with my dad, memory is completely erratic these days. He can recite every word of a poem he wrote in the 4th grade, but he can't remember his grandchildren's names. It is a wicked disease, and I would venture to guess that there are some parallels with those who have experienced strokes. Neural circuitry is such a delicate thing, and once there is an imbalance it seems like the neurons fire in the most random of fashions. There really is nothing rational about it. So I try not to take things too personally, even though it still hurts on some level.
And what I would add is that you are entitled to feel everything that you feel, to curl up in a ball, to cry or scream of take the longest of bubble baths, because all of that is completely okay. I have been watching my dad gradually fade away for several years and even though I know he cannot help the way that he is, his interactional style (or lack thereof) still stings. There is not a playbook for this stuff. But you are an angel here on earth for giving so freely of yourself, and that says everything about who you are. And I hope that at some point in the future you will be acknowledged in the most meaningful of ways, and that this crazy oversight on their part will be but a distant memory! Thank you for sharing, and just for the record, I think you should find every way to indulge tomorrow!!! (((Hugs)))