I guess starting from the beginning would make sense, huh. First off, thanks toBunny, Deodand and especially Zoot for your advice. I know, I reeeeeeeeeeeeally need to stop whining and just WRITE. That's all that matters. I can't let the results of a silly poll keep bothering me. I don't know HOW many nice people have told me...I know it's getting old. Okay...'nuff said on that subject.
My birthday weekend was, for lack of a better phrase, ABSOLUTELY FFFFFFAABULOUS!!! Once again I got calls, emails and cards from everyone I care about. It made me feel so wuvved! *EEEEE*
Then Ron had to go and totally outdo himself AGAIN. Okay, he was supposed to have taken half the day off to take me to dinner, right? I thought he would be home around 5:30 or so and we'd head out to sushi or something. Well, I got home and he wasn't there yet...or so I thought. Then I spy (wit myyy lil' eye)a little note tucked at the edge of the doormat that says, "Follow me". Hmmm...'kayyy... I open the front door to see another note strategically placed at the edge of the coffee table that says, "Go to the Bedroom". On the bed I find a beautiful birthday card and another note, "Look at the dresser". I look up to behold a new bouquet of bright pink roses that have replaced the dead ones (I HATE throwing away flowers) from three weeks ago. Next to the roses is another note that reads, "A sweet birthday to your left". I look out the other bedroom door and HOLY SHIT...there's a scrumptious chocolate cheesecake on the floor in front of the bathroom. By this time I'm thinking, "What the hell? How did he do all this before he left? Why hasn't Stan misplaced all these notes and at least tried to get into the cheesecake?" It had a plastic cover, but still, when it comes to food my piggy kitty knows no boundaries! Well on the cheesecake is yet another note that says, "Your birthday surprise is in the bathroom". Okay...
So this whole time I've been reading the notes and my birthday card and smelling the roses I'm totally gushing and squealing with excitement. I'm saying out loud, "OH my God! I can't believe he did this! How sweet! Oooh...ooooh eeee ieyeyeeyeee!", and so on and so forth. I open the bathroom door and there is Ron, sitting on the tub holding a rose. "SURPRISE!", he yells, "I took the whole day off for your birthday!" I then dissolve into a giddy puddle of gushing goo, "OH HONEY! OH TTTTthaaaank YOU! OH OH OH!" I was so surprised to see him sitting there I almost pissed my pants. No joke, I really had to go! Then he directs me to the back patio room, where my gift sat on the seat of his favorite beach cruiser. A new set of car sterio speakers to replace the 'ol crackly ones I'd gotten with the car EIGHT years ago. Again, I explode with delight. I felt like a little girl again. I thanked him profusely, I couldn't stop hugging and kissing him. His thoughtfulness just floors me.
We were gonna go out to dinner, but after all the excitement I was exhausted. We went to dinner on Sunday instead. Ron went ahead and installed my new speakers so that I could marvel at how excellent my car sterio actually sounds. He had gotten me the new Tool album as well, it's the fucking shit, lemme tell ya. It gave me goose bumps as I listened to it on my spankin' new speakers.
I had wanted to have Melanie, her new boyfriend Yvonne (great guy, by the way, it's going very well with them!) and Tyra over that evening to celebrate. And CELEBRATE we did! 'Til 5:30 a.m.! Saturday I slept all day to get refreshed for the Ministry show that Ron had gotten us tickets for a few weeks ago as part of another birthday present. This one I knew about. We were both dying to go to another concert and this one KICKED ASS! I absolutely adore music. I couldn't live without it. I have an appreciation for everything from the blues to barking heavy metal. This show was amazing, complete with flashing lights, a churning mosh pit, juggling drumsticks, mashing guitars, freaks everywhere and a ringing in my ears that lasted 5 hours after we got home! The Revolting Cocks opened and yep, I got a t-shirt. The "Masterbatour" on the back and "Ministry" with "The Revolting Cocks" on the front, surrounding a nice picture of Bush with devil's horns sitting on a missile. Beautiful. Just beautiful.
Sunday was spent relaxing and recovering from the previous two eventful evenings. I read all day and actually finished a whole book! I LOVE reading and hadn't had a great book to get completely engulfed in for a very long time. I'd borrowed "Deliverance", and read that bitch from cover to cover. Great book. I'm behind the times, I know. I still haven't even seen the movie! Then Ron and I had a scrumptious shrimp dinner to cap the evening off.
That was my birthday weekend and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I am still tired! I can't wait to go home and go straight to bed. We didn't hit it 'til about 2:30 a.m. I'm bebushelled today. That's it for now... Later!
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