*blows out the candles*
What a birthday (well, I never have normal ones anyway). Some good things *grins* and some bad *frowns*. I was thisclose to not celebrating it (read the second bit for that), but my dad, of all people, told me to not let other people's crap interrupt my birthday. Go him. He's one of the few people that can get that across. Along with a guy friend (apparently men can tell me stuff women never get across) who six months ago convinced me to not let my dad's wife take away a nickname I did in fact like cause she used it.
And I did sleep in the tub last night. For seven hours. It had a thick blanket on the bottom, lots of pillows, my nsync white tiger (that makes noise when it's turned on, which it wasn't last night because I didn't wanna scare myself to death) when I ran out of pillows, and a cat that wouldn't sleep with me but didn't leave the edge (probably because inside is normally her place) and purrrred at me. I got outta there at 9:30am and slept in my bed after that.
First, the loot (aka Clearly I Need To Stop Vala When Referring To Presents)!
- A call from my daddy at 11. His work place is going nuts today, but he told me to come back tomorrow at 11 and I'll get my presents (that'd be money to bulk my very dwindled supply after Dragon Con). Weee! Presents! What? I'm 25 today, but I'm still a little kid at heart. You have met me, right? Or at least read my journal before. My dad found the sleeping the bed ot be hilarious, and something only I would do. (Well, I would have slept in the closet but it's jam packed and I would have die by avalache making room.) Plus! He called me an adult. That's rare. Usually I'm Kidlet or something to that. But this is the first time he's really just thrown the adult word all willy-nilly. Made me feel special. PLUS! I got a 20 minute (well, 19:25, but close enough) from him. I love that man, even he does have a devil wife. Also, learned that he's actually watched SGA before. Huh. We're a weird family. He loves House apparently. Not my cuppa, but I just find it interesting.
- An email from my friend (former best, could still be some serious work) that wished me happy birthday (hey, don't ruin the fun that I emailed on hers first) and apologized for like no contact in a month or more. I'm happy about it damn it (Janet)!
- Birthday wishes from roadtriphome, strangelogic, indigochild76, skoosiepants and natacup82 made me absolutely giddy. Usually it gets forgotten, so y'all all rock. *grins*
- A virtual gift on my profile page from rosedemon. *hugs* Thank you for those, sweetheart.
- Money, dinner, and a nice fall purse (though, apparently, this isn't a birthday present, just a cool gift) from my godmom. We went to dinner at Bugaboo. I was stuffed but the waitress gave us a piece of chocolate cake to go for my birthday. Isn't that awesome? We had fun shopping. I got a Fossil purse, pure me. I love it. Got a shirt too. It was 50% off. From the guy's section. Blue and red striped, very good for a wear around when you look *a little* dressed up but not overly.
- Got a card from my Aunt Helen, the sick one, and five bucks. A phone call from her I need to return to, after Big Brother 7, which is another strange birthday gift the entertainment seems to be giving me. That makes 205 so far. I'll get more tomorrow and Saturday (when my mom and stepdad are taking me and my godmom to dinner for my birthday, which rocks since usually I'm the forgotten family member).
- Bought myself the Justin Timberlake CD (dude, it was like 10.49 with tax from Best Buy. Go me!). I'm still figuring out if I like it. I prefer when I can hear the voices more, but well, it's Timberlake so you gotta 50/50 chance on that. I really like "What Goes Around" though. Very my style. It seems weird to see the Parental Advisory sticker too. Hmm.
Second, the 'I wish I could return this crap and get a better gift, damnit!' stuff.
- My aunt went to the hospital last night at 11:30. Long short, CAT scan down told her to her cancer doc today because of kidney blockage. According to her, it's not that, but something in her colon they already knew about. Honestly, I don't hold much weight with that because she's so in denial it's scary. Like majorly. She refuses to accept how bad her cancer is.
Bonus Tidbit: Every time I celebrate my birthday, something bad seems to happen. I lost count around 5 times. 12th birthday: my parents had tried to get a divorce and it was almost done four whole days before. 16th: Various family issues, but you can say the worst was my father's forgetting it and just handing me 30 bucks. 20th: I was born a day later; needless to say, my birthday wasn't too thrilling. 21th: The one year anniversary was the day before. 25th: my aunt has issues.
Now, on any given year, I have more than likely been sick, on my period, worked, been not speaking to at least one principle parent...but that counts for any major holiday (and damnit, celebrating my birth SHOULD be one).
And I did sleep in the tub last night. For seven hours. It had a thick blanket on the bottom, lots of pillows, my nsync white tiger (that makes noise when it's turned on, which it wasn't last night because I didn't wanna scare myself to death) when I ran out of pillows, and a cat that wouldn't sleep with me but didn't leave the edge (probably because inside is normally her place) and purrrred at me. I got outta there at 9:30am and slept in my bed after that.
First, the loot (aka Clearly I Need To Stop Vala When Referring To Presents)!
- A call from my daddy at 11. His work place is going nuts today, but he told me to come back tomorrow at 11 and I'll get my presents (that'd be money to bulk my very dwindled supply after Dragon Con). Weee! Presents! What? I'm 25 today, but I'm still a little kid at heart. You have met me, right? Or at least read my journal before. My dad found the sleeping the bed ot be hilarious, and something only I would do. (Well, I would have slept in the closet but it's jam packed and I would have die by avalache making room.) Plus! He called me an adult. That's rare. Usually I'm Kidlet or something to that. But this is the first time he's really just thrown the adult word all willy-nilly. Made me feel special. PLUS! I got a 20 minute (well, 19:25, but close enough) from him. I love that man, even he does have a devil wife. Also, learned that he's actually watched SGA before. Huh. We're a weird family. He loves House apparently. Not my cuppa, but I just find it interesting.
- An email from my friend (former best, could still be some serious work) that wished me happy birthday (hey, don't ruin the fun that I emailed on hers first) and apologized for like no contact in a month or more. I'm happy about it damn it (Janet)!
- Birthday wishes from roadtriphome, strangelogic, indigochild76, skoosiepants and natacup82 made me absolutely giddy. Usually it gets forgotten, so y'all all rock. *grins*
- A virtual gift on my profile page from rosedemon. *hugs* Thank you for those, sweetheart.
- Money, dinner, and a nice fall purse (though, apparently, this isn't a birthday present, just a cool gift) from my godmom. We went to dinner at Bugaboo. I was stuffed but the waitress gave us a piece of chocolate cake to go for my birthday. Isn't that awesome? We had fun shopping. I got a Fossil purse, pure me. I love it. Got a shirt too. It was 50% off. From the guy's section. Blue and red striped, very good for a wear around when you look *a little* dressed up but not overly.
- Got a card from my Aunt Helen, the sick one, and five bucks. A phone call from her I need to return to, after Big Brother 7, which is another strange birthday gift the entertainment seems to be giving me. That makes 205 so far. I'll get more tomorrow and Saturday (when my mom and stepdad are taking me and my godmom to dinner for my birthday, which rocks since usually I'm the forgotten family member).
- Bought myself the Justin Timberlake CD (dude, it was like 10.49 with tax from Best Buy. Go me!). I'm still figuring out if I like it. I prefer when I can hear the voices more, but well, it's Timberlake so you gotta 50/50 chance on that. I really like "What Goes Around" though. Very my style. It seems weird to see the Parental Advisory sticker too. Hmm.
Second, the 'I wish I could return this crap and get a better gift, damnit!' stuff.
- My aunt went to the hospital last night at 11:30. Long short, CAT scan down told her to her cancer doc today because of kidney blockage. According to her, it's not that, but something in her colon they already knew about. Honestly, I don't hold much weight with that because she's so in denial it's scary. Like majorly. She refuses to accept how bad her cancer is.
Bonus Tidbit: Every time I celebrate my birthday, something bad seems to happen. I lost count around 5 times. 12th birthday: my parents had tried to get a divorce and it was almost done four whole days before. 16th: Various family issues, but you can say the worst was my father's forgetting it and just handing me 30 bucks. 20th: I was born a day later; needless to say, my birthday wasn't too thrilling. 21th: The one year anniversary was the day before. 25th: my aunt has issues.
Now, on any given year, I have more than likely been sick, on my period, worked, been not speaking to at least one principle parent...but that counts for any major holiday (and damnit, celebrating my birth SHOULD be one).