*Note: Not my real birthday cake, but it is my real birthday age.
My calendar at work is missing a day. March 31, while widely regarded as an awesome day because it’s Pavel Bure’s AND Gordie Howe’s birthdays, is a crap-tacular day for me. Yup. It’s also my birthday. And it sucks. So I physically cut the day out of the calendar.
Thursday started just like every other day. Wake up later. Laze in bed. Just the regular stuff. I was planning on going to Vera’s Burgers but didn’t feel like trekking out. If you sign up for Vera’s newsletters, they send you a $10 gift certificate to your email for your birthday. The only problem is that you can only use it ON your birthday.
After a few more self-debates, I ended up going to the mall and buying a gift for myself (Literally the only one I “received” this year. But that’s another story). I bought “Shaun of the Dead” and “The Cell” on Blu-Ray. They were on sale so I didn’t kill any sort of non-budget that I don’t have. (I felt like pretending I was in the PF community there for a sec.) And “The Cell” is the only Jennifer Lopez movie that I like. But I did end up eating lunch in the food court. Listening to my iPod, the first three songs that randomly played definitely did not improve my “woe-is-me-its-my-crappy-birthday” mood.
The first and the third, despite being two of my favourite songs, got me down because I didn’t have anyone to say those lyrics to, nor someone to say them to me. The second was bad because I wasn’t getting any of the title, let alone any other kind.
I still had to go to work after that. Bills to pay, etc. Near the end of the first class, the bosslady brought out a cake! Surprise!! That is something I totally didn’t expect. Considering how the rest of my weekend was, it the highlight of my birthday. And at least I know that my students like me! But then near the end of the last block, people were asking me how I was going to celebrate that night. And the answer (the real one, not the one I told them) was nothing. I was going to go home and go to bed. Awesomesauce.
On Friday, to celebrate my birthday on my day off, I did what most people would do — taxes, using a copy of H&R Block’s software that I won over at youngandthrifty. Thanks! Woot woot for $250! Now what to spend it on….
And then oldboy texts me. He said he was taking me out to any restaurant I wanted. I chose Joey’s because I had never been there before. I ordered the lobster ravioli. It wasn’t bad. It wasn’t fantabulous. Oldboy ordered the steak. The steak was good. The menu said that it came with “cripsy mashed potatoes.” THAT was awesome. It was garlic-y mashed potatoes, wrapped in philo, and then deep fried, like a spring roll! I’d order just that next time (not really, but you know what I mean).
Saturday, more work. Nothing happening. I got a headache from it and ended up napping for 3 hours. Which made me stay awake until 4am.
And that takes us to Sunday. I picked up S7 to head to C-town to have birthday cake with the family. The Momma is not that good at making cake even though she thinks she is. So S4 convinced her to make pie — lemon meringue at that! Played some games (Imaginiff), had some BBQ. Then it was time to leave, thankfully. I’m not a big fan of some of my family. Save that for another day. I was also going to go visit Mama Bear but The Bear was having a bad day. I haven’t seen her since that poker night, so it was too bad that it didn’t work out on Sunday. Oh well. Next time it is.
Then after bringing S7 home, I stayed there a bit and I ended up watching Bones for the first time. What have I been missing!? I now have the first 5 seasons sitting on my computer, waiting for me to have time to watch them.
And it all starts again in a year. Maybe I should start counting backwards.