Sep 07, 2007 20:58
The empath says I need to make a birthday post.
I have no idea what that is, but since my eyeballs are now rather happily swimming in a pool of Jackson Trigg's Cabernet Blanc Rose, I don't really feel all that concerned with the technicality of things.
So yes, it's my birthday today - my thirty-eleventeeth to be exact. I was handling it rather well - so I thought - until I had this conversation with my boss:
(phone rings):
Me: blah-blah-Osoyoos
boss: Happy birthday - 41 is it?
Me: Thanks! Ah, how did you know?
Boss: I have my sources.
Me: That's kind of scary in a way.
Boss: Why? Don't you feel safer knowing that we keep an eye on what you're doing?
Me: Well, I guess that depends on what I'm doing.....
Boss: Sadly, in the last little while, that hasn't been very much .....
Me: SHUT UUUUP!!
Truth hurts sometimes. But truth it was - here it's Friday night, my birthday to boot, and I'm babysitting my nephew while while my brother and his wife are out at a party. Now I ask you - WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE???? Oh, well. Such is life.
Going to go finish off my other bottle - something dark red; not entirely sure what. Like I said, who cares about the technicalities. It's alcoholic - that's all I need to know right now ;-))
Got lots of phone calls & well wishing e-mails today along with homemade cards from my two little girls that made me cry - *sniff, sniff* What more could I ask for?? Well, actually there is ONE thing - oh, never mind........