Toilet Seats: Good Gift or Not?

I screwed up.  For reals.  On Father's Day I gifted the best father I know, Mr. Mary Tyler Mom, a toilet seat.  Shame on me. 

Were I to post some sort of defense, I might take this approach:

  • We needed one.  Desperately. 
  • Mr. Mary Tyler Mom is the one who made it so we needed a new one, I'm certain.  My arse is dainty.  And clean.  And only produces roses and lilacs.
  • Father's Day is less celebratory after you bury a child.  Just like Mother's Day.  Mid-May through mid-June is just another time of year we endure as we are barraged with shiny, happy moms and dads and explicit ads directing us what to buy them:  ties! diamonds! flowers! golf balls! I'm certain there was a toilet seat ad in there somewheres, right?   

Yeah, were this brought to court, a jury of my peers would surely find me guilty.   I don't even want to think about what a jury of my husband's peers would find me.  Forgive me, dear husband.  I definitively failed you on this one.  I knew this when we were standing in line at airport security, a full six days later, and Mr. Mary Tyler Mom, an unusually affable man, made a dig about it.  Ouch.  Again, forgive me.  The thing is, once you spring a toilet seat on someone as a gift, there's no good way to take it back.  Kind of like poop.  That shit is not going back. 

Sigh.  I meant well.  And we did need one.  And Mr. Mary Tyler Mom has his hands full with work, parenting, dealing with me . . .  This purchase, I thought, was doing him a favor.  Saving him a trip to the Target, then a return trip to the Target when he realized he got the wrong size.  Then a trip to the Lowe's for the proper size.   Do you even know how much a toilet seat costs these days?  More than a few ties or golf balls, I'll tell you that. 

So consider me humbled.  I have eaten a heaping bowl of crow.  I am sorry, dear husband, amazing father, best man I know.  Truly.  You deserve much better than a toilet seat.  And next year?  I will do better.  I promise.  xox.

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  • I once was invited to a wedding and told that the registry was at Target. Something like that (or a plumber's tool for the husband to be, don't remember for sure) was on it.

    Instead, I took some inspiration from other items, and then bought what I wanted at Crate and Barrel.

  • In reply to jack:

    Does Crate and Barrell carry bedazzled toilet seats these days? I honestly haven't been in that store since my own wedding registry days in 2001. Thanks for the shout out, Jack!

  • In reply to Mary Tyler Mom:

    Not that I know of.

    To clarify, the Target registry listed a Chinese tea set that Target didn't have, but Crate and Barrel did. C&B is also much better with regard to gift boxes and receipts.

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    Beats the hot water bottle I once bought for Anne for Valentine's Day. In my defense, it had a cute heart on it. I would be found guilty by the same court, MTM.

  • In reply to Doug Cutchins:

    I've been very careful not to use the cliche, "It's the thought that counts," as I don't want him to think that's what I think. Ugh. Too much thinking. Today my hair dresser told me I think too much. What do you think? ;)

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