Yes, it's been ten LONG years since high school . . . all of you snickering can be quiet right now.
Maybe I am closer to 29 then 28. One tries to lose track of these things.
Anyway, the fourth grade team at school had a party for me last Thursday, because we knew we would be too crazy to do anything this week. They bought me lunch at Einstein's and Reese's Eggs and diet Coke and tulips and a gift card to Barnes and Noble.
It is spooky how well they know me.
So I now have no plans for my birthday. Unless the kids come up with something. My kids are all excited and they keep saying "I'm getting you something but I'm not telling what it is. I want it to be a surprise." What it actually means is, they have not gotten me anything yet, and they won't remember until Friday morning when they ask their parents if they can get me a diet Coke.
But those are my plans. And it's my fault. Because I got busy, and the 20th sort of crept up on me. I mean, Last Friday, it was only the 13th! I was just getting over report cards and parent teacher conferences! How can it already be the 20th!
I am literally at a loss. I feel sort of obligated to mark it in some way, but I can't think of anything to do for my birthday to make it stand out. Remember when it was easy? Your mom would invite some friends over, and you would have a sleepover and watch movies and eat lots of cake and ice cream?
Now I'm lucky if I stay up to 10:00 so I can take my medication.
(Okay, so maybe I'm closer to 30 then I've let on.)
I was going to take the day off of work, but I had to take the 24th off for a doctor's appointment and with state tests around the corner (It is March 20th tomorrow for crying out loud!) I didn't feel comfortable leaving the kids with a substitute for two days.
I think I'll leave work early, go to a bookstore, get something new, and stay up late reading. That seems like a great party to me.
Except I'll probably fall asleep before the news is over, with my glasses on, like my Grandpa Baxter.
And then it would be like every other Friday night at my house.
4 comments:
have a pride and Prejudice marathon... I'd be good for at least half of the six hours. Unless I were with friends and roomates, then I could probably make it through.
Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen!
Happy Birthday!
If I lived closer I would take you to dinner!
You crack me up!!
Have a fabulous birthday!! Even just staying home and treating yourself to your favorites makes it special. Have a Diet Coke on me!!!!
You didn't honestly think I'd let you get away with doing nothing on your birthday, did you? :) That was fun last night!
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