Yesterday was my thirtieth birthday. I was woken up by Brian and Drew singing 'happy birthday,' bringing me the breakfast in bed they made me. I've never had anyone give me breakfast in bed before - I felt very special and very loved.
He even made the eggs inside slices of bell pepper from something we found on Pinterest (thanks, Sunny, for getting us (me) addicted to that site :-p ).
Of course it takes me some time to get out of dreamland and become coherent so they were disappointed when I requested we do presents after I was done drinking my tea... you'd think I committed a crime or something lol.
They got me a pretty smelling candle with chocolates and candies, and an adjustable stand thingy to make it easier for me to read in bed since even holding up a book can be too hard sometimes.
I luff them so much.
That night, Jodie and Mike came over and we all went to a party where I got birthday beats. They got me presents too! A massage bar that made Jodie squirmy cause it was for "erotic" purposes; a bath bomb intended to unleash my desires, which also made her squirmy; a cool book mark, and special incense. I don't know if I ever mentioned it, but Jodie gets squirmy when it comes to anything of the erotic nature - it's quite funny and cute.
I got tons of birthday wishes too, on my facebook, which made me very happy cause I loves my attention.
I've always loved my own birthday and have always reminded people of its coming well in advance. I count down, I talk about it, and when it comes, I get giddy like a child and eat up all the attention. But this year felt a little different: for one thing, my health has been crappy lately so I wasn't announcing my birthday from the rooftops like usual. I was planning on planning something special for this year's birthday because I think thirty is a significant milestone of life - especially for me for many reasons, but again, the health took priority. And I didn't seem to have the same excitement that I usually have on my birthday. In fact most of the day/night didn't feel like my birthday, I kept reminding myself it was.
I don't know if this is because I wasn't well leading up to it so didn't do my usual stuff or make plans or because I'm *gulp* just getting old, or both, or neither. I hope it's not the 'old' thing, we shall see I guess.
Anyway, I've been living in survival mode for a long, long time. My thirties are going to be when I 'start' my life, and I'm excited about that. I have goals for myself, and goals with Brian, and I'm looking forward to all of it :-)
I spent another long period not writing in my blog, which I hate, but it happens. I wish I could be as regular as Sunny is with blogging. I don't really know why I can't - I have a bit of a consistency problem perhaps.
Brian and Drew should be back anytime now from the children's museum so I'm gonna go get dressed.
Lots and lots of love,