My first year of marriage, I searched high and low for a perfect Mother's Day gift to give to my mother-in-law. Meanwhile, my husband did some research of his own and called his mom to get a feel for what she wanted for Mother's Day. She gave him the clue that we were both looking for; she had gotten a new plate and needed a plate holder.
Perfect! This would be a great gift! My mother-in-law had just purchased a brand new car that she was proud to show-off. The car was decked out with special features like a moon roof, heated seats, automatic starter, and all of the other gadgets that are included in a fully loaded car. It was a no brainer, a license plate holder seemed like the perfect gift.
Together, my husband and I went to an auto shop. The license plate holder selection was vast. At first, we chose a simple clear plastic cover. Then, after further consideration (in other words my husband reminding me that his mom was responsible for making him "the man he is today") we upgraded to a snazzy chrome license plate holder.
Sunday morning, my husband and I met my mother-in-law plus the entire family (grandma, grandpa, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, and cousins) for a combined Mother's Day brunch. I added my homemade card and delicately wrapped license plate holder to the pile of presents. Then, I ate my brunch and eagerly anticipated gift opening time.
Now, before I share gift opening time, let me teach you an important lesson that I was never taught:
Thank goodness my mother-in-law is a classy woman. When she opened our gift, she gave my husband a confused look, and then politely said, "thanks, this will definitely stand out on my new car".
It wasn't until two packages later when my mother-in-law opened a real plate holder that I recognized there had been a terrible misunderstanding.
When she opened the real plate holder, I was mortified. My complete embarrassment propelled me to duck behind my husbands shoulder and whisper "Oh my god! THAT is a plate holder?". This sudden revelation to my clueless husband caused him to burst into a fit of laughter. The family looked at us like we were crazy. Hysterically laughing, my husband struggled to explain that we thought a plate holder meant license plate holder. The family still looked at us like we were crazy.
After the confusion was straightened out, my mother-in-law agreed to let us return the license plate holder and buy her another gift. To this day, I don't know why neither my husband or I questioned my mother-in-laws request for this:
This year she is getting flowers and a card.
Questions: What is the worst gift you have ever given or received? (Seriously, I can't mess up this bad again). Are you good at choosing presents? What do you do for Mother's Day?