birthday? check.
So, how does 27 feel? Oddly similar to 26.
Check it out, last weekend - not this just-past weekend, which we were celebrating my birthday, but the one before, because I haven't updated in way too long - niece of awesomeness came down to my apartment and met the kitties. Kayley sat and fed little scraps of popcorn chicken to Bellacat. The cute threatened to open a vortex of cute which sucked out the known universe, but luckily, crisis averted. Maybe cute can only ever be used for good?
She also curled right up on my lap and stayed there for the longest time. "I missed you, TeeTee." I missed you too, AngelGirl. I don't know how it is that you can make the universe work again, but I'm glad that you bless me with your love and your life every day.
This past weekend, it was a joint celebration, since my bro-in-law (Father to She Whom Rules) and I have b-days about a week apart. We walked down to one of those outdoor roadside places that has hot dogs and hamburgers and ice cream, and you order up at the screen and get your number and then sit on really bad plastic furniture until you can go get your food, and strong wind knocks it all over - you know those places? Too much fun.
Also? Mom made me chocolate-cake-with-peanut-butter-icing. Even though she's on a diet and can't eat any. My mother is a goddess.
Best moment of the weekend? Kayley drew a picture inside the card she gave me. Two little stick figures with stumpy legs. "That's me, and that's you." I blinked and went, OK, I officially do not need presents.
I don't think I like what I'm hearing about the new Pope, and the fact that he's been elected on my birthday is a really, really bad omen. Bad shit tends to happen on my birthday. Remember Waco? Remember the Oklahoma City Bombing? Yeah, me too.
HOWEVER. I am not going to think about him. Not, not, not.
I have my Syzy and I have my cats. I have Niece Of Awesomeness and my family. I have my fabulously awesome friends and I have RPing. I have the first season of the L Word on DVD. Too good a day to ruin worrying about the scary-seeming new Pope.
Also? Pirates tickets for tonight. (B-day gift from ubercool Syzy <333333333333333.) Really good seats. I mean, REALLY good seats. Better seats than I've ever had. Expect some random overly excited posting late tonight. (Yes, I know. The Pirates suck this year. This does not stop my love for them. See? Not a bandwagon fan, that counts for something, right?)
OK, so, now I have to spam you with pics. I'll lj-cut them, but really - they're not to be missed. What did I do before Photobucket? Heaven knows.
Me holding Kayley, Syzy holding Bellacat
Kayley feeding popcorn chicken to Bellacat
She's the little one - I'm the one with loooooong hair
Right, if I'm not around tonight, you'll know why. LET'S GO BUCS! I might have to get more of those cookies....
Check it out, last weekend - not this just-past weekend, which we were celebrating my birthday, but the one before, because I haven't updated in way too long - niece of awesomeness came down to my apartment and met the kitties. Kayley sat and fed little scraps of popcorn chicken to Bellacat. The cute threatened to open a vortex of cute which sucked out the known universe, but luckily, crisis averted. Maybe cute can only ever be used for good?
She also curled right up on my lap and stayed there for the longest time. "I missed you, TeeTee." I missed you too, AngelGirl. I don't know how it is that you can make the universe work again, but I'm glad that you bless me with your love and your life every day.
This past weekend, it was a joint celebration, since my bro-in-law (Father to She Whom Rules) and I have b-days about a week apart. We walked down to one of those outdoor roadside places that has hot dogs and hamburgers and ice cream, and you order up at the screen and get your number and then sit on really bad plastic furniture until you can go get your food, and strong wind knocks it all over - you know those places? Too much fun.
Also? Mom made me chocolate-cake-with-peanut-butter-icing. Even though she's on a diet and can't eat any. My mother is a goddess.
Best moment of the weekend? Kayley drew a picture inside the card she gave me. Two little stick figures with stumpy legs. "That's me, and that's you." I blinked and went, OK, I officially do not need presents.
I don't think I like what I'm hearing about the new Pope, and the fact that he's been elected on my birthday is a really, really bad omen. Bad shit tends to happen on my birthday. Remember Waco? Remember the Oklahoma City Bombing? Yeah, me too.
HOWEVER. I am not going to think about him. Not, not, not.
I have my Syzy and I have my cats. I have Niece Of Awesomeness and my family. I have my fabulously awesome friends and I have RPing. I have the first season of the L Word on DVD. Too good a day to ruin worrying about the scary-seeming new Pope.
Also? Pirates tickets for tonight. (B-day gift from ubercool Syzy <333333333333333.) Really good seats. I mean, REALLY good seats. Better seats than I've ever had. Expect some random overly excited posting late tonight. (Yes, I know. The Pirates suck this year. This does not stop my love for them. See? Not a bandwagon fan, that counts for something, right?)
OK, so, now I have to spam you with pics. I'll lj-cut them, but really - they're not to be missed. What did I do before Photobucket? Heaven knows.
Me holding Kayley, Syzy holding Bellacat
Kayley feeding popcorn chicken to Bellacat
She's the little one - I'm the one with loooooong hair
Right, if I'm not around tonight, you'll know why. LET'S GO BUCS! I might have to get more of those cookies....