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Birthday Week

August 26th, 2006

As we rapidly approach birthday week, I find myself done shopping with three days to spare.

Mom is Tuesday, I’m on Thursday and my little brother turns 16 on Friday.  I finished his shopping yesterday, which was no easy task.  Shopping for a right young, 16 year old hippie is not all that easy…  I had to enlist the help of a Spencer’s employee.  I did a great job, though, eliciting a comment of "why can’t I have a mom as cool as you" from a 26 year old guy.  Um…  maybe because I’m his sister/??  Good grief, most people don’t believe that I have an almost-13 year old, let alone a 16 year old.  That was a blow to my ego for sure.

I took my little bro to shop for mom today.  Wound up having to buy gifts from RC2, Spawn, Child of Chaos *and* me…  I kept the price reasonable, though, and we got excellent gifts for her.

I have one more thing to buy for Girl, whose birthday is 9/9.  I know two other people in that same week, but since my birthday comes first,  I’ll let them set the precedent as to whether we are buying each other gifts this year.   Except for that one last thing, I am done shopping until November.  This is a huge relief.

Most years I get really excited about my birthday, but last night I realized that I usually have really crappy ones.  Every 10 years I have a REALLY good birthday, but the nine years in between, not so much.  As a result of this revelation, I am not getting excited about this birthday like I have in the past.  I know my mom will make me a cake and probably Princess will do our birthday brunch over the weekend, but no one else has even asked what my plans are and do I want to go out.  So, ok, maybe I won’t do anything about my birthday, but I don’t think I’m going to go out of my way for myself this year.  I’d LOVE to do something, either *on* my birthday or over the weekend, but I’m not going to work really at all to make it happen. 

I’m actually kind of zen about the whole thing.  I’ll be another year older and make that step into my 30’s and I’m ok with that.  I’m just a little worried that something’s going to happen that makes it a happy FUCKING birthday yet again and I think, the most important thing for me is that it not be another drama-laden day.  I just want fun…  I hope it’s not too much to ask.

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