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August 13, 2007
Birthday madness creeps up on me
My dad is planning on showing up sometime this week so we can do the visit thing for my birthday. We may even go shopping. I had planned to go see Stardust, but I know he isn't going to want to bother with movie nonsense, so I guess I'll just take myself tomorrow or whenever I get around to it. I should be cleaning the house tomorrow, of course, but I'm tired of that already.
The hubby has already bugged me with the 'what do you want?' nonsense. He insists that I need to get new boots, but I don't want boots for my birthday - I want them for xmas. I don't mind practical gifts at that time, for my birthday I want something frivolous. And I don't want to bother telling anyone what to get me so they can wrap it in paper and I can be not surprised when I open it. That is such a waste. If you can't be bothered to surprise me, get me cash or take me shopping.
But here's what takes the cake. I finally broke down and told him 'look at that stack of dvds, and if you see one with a number on it, get me the next one.' This totally goes against my surprise me requirement, but at least I might not know exactly which one I get. Oh but no - he tells me 'I can't do that, it's too hard." WTF is up with that? It's too difficult to copy down a few words that you don't need to understand cuz the gimp at the counter can decipher anime weirdness for you? Oy...
So now I'm not going to be able to just hide under the covers for the whole useless day. I actually have to pretend I'm cheery and sociable and enjoying the annual torture. I'm sure I'll get a bunch of people just dying to ask me how it feels to be old. Bleh.
All I want is some cake and ice cream!
Posted by damyano at August 13, 2007 02:26 AM
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Posted by: Esther at August 16, 2007 10:22 AM