Well it seems that once again it’s time for the annual celebration of my expulsion from a uterus.
It’s my birthday.
When I was growing up I hated my birthday being in December.
I felt I always got screwed, since by mid-December Christmas preparations were in full swing; and my birthday was just a blip compared to those kids who had birthdays in the summer, the lucky bastards. They could have parties at the beach or the pool; not to mention that by the time my birthday came around my parents had already been spending money on Christmas stuff.
Therefore I always got less. Well I thought I did anyway.
Seriously, women of child bearing age should just super glue their knees together the month of March.
I’d really expected to be bummed about turning the big 6-0. However thanks to the power of modern pharmaceuticals I feel just fine- better than fine actually. Well actually I woke up with a headache, but that’s just because I forgot to take my BP pill yesterday. And now after a couple of aspirin, I’m feeling much better.
So here’s what I really wanted to do for my birthday-
I’d do that in a heartbeat- less than a heartbeat; and would push nuns and orphans outta the way to do so. Actually there’s very little I wouldn’t do to be able to do that. However as a courtesy to my younger and more sensitive readers I’ll not go into further details about that at this juncture…
But if I ever hit the lotto I’m calling that guy. Of course I might need an extra engine to counterbalance all the beef enchiladas and cake over the years; but I’m sure for enough money modifications could be made.
However since I realized that probably wasn’t going to happen I’d told Doug that all I really wanted from him was a hand made card. (We’re pouring all the $$ back into Ecofab right now.) And just a couple of minutes after I woke up he walked in with a card he’d made and red roses. It was very sweet.
Then just when I was feeling all gooshy and sentimental Doug said “Too bad about the headache. I was looking forward to doing a 60 yr. old. I’ve heard they know stuff.”
I guess I should feel good knowing that some things in life never change…
Last week we saw a friend we hadn’t seen since mom’s funeral 2 years ago. She said “Your skin is just glowing.” Laughingly I told her it was because I was pregnant. Then I fessed up that I’d gotten my face zapped by 3 laser treatments last spring.
“Well something has changed.” she said; and since she isn’t someone known to be effusive with compliments I guess I do look better than I did before, even if I’m still stuck in this body which looks a lot like a human Shar-Pei.
It kinda made me wonder if I’d been walking about looking like a zombie before; but I decided to take it as a compliment anyway.
And lastly a bit of news- We did 2 events this past weekend. At the first we set up just two tables in front of a house in an cool, old neighborhood near downtown. Two streets were lined with luminaries as people walked the 7 or 8 blocks looking at the decorated houses. People pulled their kids in wagons decorated with Christmas lights. A few women were wearing tree toppers as hats and had on Christmas tree skirts. There were bands playing Christmas music at some of the houses. In three hours we did $300- all without a tent or even a sign of any kind.
Then yesterday we did a tiny event on a side street south of downtown. There were about 30 vendors and no press. Still we did almost $400. It was exciting. We took 2 special orders for Elvis albums to make into wall art.
Anyway, it was our biggest weekend so far.
We have an event at a country club tomorrow. So today I’ll be making more bracelets.
Such is life. I’m just glad our stuff is being well received.
Anyway, please forgive me if I haven’t been around to visit online lately. It just seems there aren’t enough hours in the day for everything I want to do, or for that matter need to do. But I’m going to carve out some time for myself tomorrow after the show to go catch up with everyone.