Birthday Suit
Today is my birthday!!! This morning I woke up and before my eyes were even open I pooped out of bed, ran into the dining room and got the present that's been waiting there for two weeks with "Happy Birthday Gym Puppy" written on the tissue paper. It was from Sailor and he promised I could open it first thing in the morning. It was a new pair of running shoes which I knew because I picked them out online. They are shiny and white, have a pea green accent and I love them. Sailor tells me that I can have anything I want today because it's a Princess Birthday. It's early and I haven't quite decided, but I'm leaning toward biscuits and gravy for brunch, a long walk, butt sex, and salmon sashimi.
Originally I wanted to have an Alter-Ego party where everyone comes as their alter ego and has to stay in character the whole night. But I didn't know if I wanted to be down on all fours begging for treats all night, plus I would be sad if no one came, or came out of character on my birthday. Instead we're having an Alter-Ego party in a couple of months and on Sunday
herownsociety and
sailor_ripley are throwing me a Birthday brunch with Bloody Mary's and Mimosas. Kiki is making me a dulce de leche cheesecake as requested. She's an amazing pastry chef and I can't wait to eat it. Kiki and Sailor practically had to order me to have a birthday party. I didn't really feel like it this year because I've been feeling depressed about my job situation, not like celebrating. But then Sailor pointed out that I may not have the career I want right now, but I do have and abundance of love and that's something to celebrate. I said Your right, I do. Let's have Bloody Marys.
My mom got me a sewing machine for my birthday and I've been taking a basic sewing class at the community college four hours a week. Before three weeks ago I'd never even touched a sewing machine. So far I have the legs of a pair of polka-dot pajamas sewn together and the sash to a dress I'm making. I'm obsessed. Sailor is calling me the Mad Seamstress. All I can think about it sewing. At work I'm sketching dresses and pants that I want to make one day. When I get home from work I sit down at the sewing machine or cut out fabric and don't stop until the sun goes down. I think I've found my true calling. Maybe today I'll sit down at my machine and make myself a birthday suit.
Originally I wanted to have an Alter-Ego party where everyone comes as their alter ego and has to stay in character the whole night. But I didn't know if I wanted to be down on all fours begging for treats all night, plus I would be sad if no one came, or came out of character on my birthday. Instead we're having an Alter-Ego party in a couple of months and on Sunday
herownsociety and
sailor_ripley are throwing me a Birthday brunch with Bloody Mary's and Mimosas. Kiki is making me a dulce de leche cheesecake as requested. She's an amazing pastry chef and I can't wait to eat it. Kiki and Sailor practically had to order me to have a birthday party. I didn't really feel like it this year because I've been feeling depressed about my job situation, not like celebrating. But then Sailor pointed out that I may not have the career I want right now, but I do have and abundance of love and that's something to celebrate. I said Your right, I do. Let's have Bloody Marys.
My mom got me a sewing machine for my birthday and I've been taking a basic sewing class at the community college four hours a week. Before three weeks ago I'd never even touched a sewing machine. So far I have the legs of a pair of polka-dot pajamas sewn together and the sash to a dress I'm making. I'm obsessed. Sailor is calling me the Mad Seamstress. All I can think about it sewing. At work I'm sketching dresses and pants that I want to make one day. When I get home from work I sit down at the sewing machine or cut out fabric and don't stop until the sun goes down. I think I've found my true calling. Maybe today I'll sit down at my machine and make myself a birthday suit.