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Registered: ‎03-09-2010
My son called me last night and invited me for dinner tonight. He lives about 45 min. away. I said, "sure." He said OK then, I'll make reservations. Now that's rather strange as we usually fly by the seat of our pants when we go to dinner. He called me back about 15 min. later and he had made reservations at one of the most upscale places, and $$$$ in Frederick. I about passed out and said, "are you sure you want to do that? That's awfully expensive." He said, "Mom, it's your birthday." This is all very odd ..... I am highly suspicious he's planned something like maybe both my girls and their families have driven up from VA to surprise me.
I know how nice this would be, but you can't imagine how totally uncomfortable I am with surprises. Right now my stomach is churning and I feel like I could throw up. I hope to God I'm wrong and it is just he and I for dinner. I always feel guilty when someone does something nice for me, gives me a gift, or anything like that. I love to do things for other people, but when it comes to the reverse .... well, to say I feel sick is an understatement.
I really hope I'm wrong. I guess I sound like an ungrateful brat.
abby