April 22, 2003 - 5:27 p.m.
There is a bowl of jellybeans, or as I like to call it crack just around the corner from my office. They are calling my name, I can hear them. They are the really yummy starburst flavored ones. You would think I had enough sugar in yesterday's escapades, but no � there is always room for a jellybean.
Yes, yesterday I turned 30. The lovely Wendy and Mel made this a splendid (and decadent) occasion for me such that I am presently trying to figure out how best to schedule another 30th b-day for sometime soon. But I am getting way ahead of myself.
Easter weekend was good, spent time with the family swapping medical horror stories � the certified pastime of my Mom's family. She and Uncle Bob played a game of one-upmanship with tales of knee replacement and heart attacks. I came home reminded just how truly healthy I am. Perspective boys and girls it is all about perspective. Anyhow, I got home Sunday night and wound up puttering about the house as one is want to do after being gone for the weekend.
Monday morning � I woke up late, not too late, but late. Then the phone rang and woke me up again (thank you Chuck). This would have been a saving grace if it weren't for the fact that � you guessed it � I fell back to sleep again. Much scurrying, and I got out of the house late but not epic horrible late. That was until I realized oh about ½ way to the office that my laptop was all nice and cozy � at HOME. U-turn, try again. It was 9 before I was settled into the office to conquer a day of work in 3 hours.
Then the day got much much better. To describe would take far too much effort and more typing than I am willing to commit (and likely more than you are willing to read)
- Balloons! Wendy and Mel and many bright friendly balloons!!! And coworkers and department heads and managers streaming past � eep. Ned, ambassador of the balloons (don't ask) came with us, his brethren stayed with Roland. They met me at the house later in the evening � I think the cats are traumatized. You see if you have all these strings dangling and a fan on in the room � the strings move, no human involvement they just move.
- Cajun food, good Cajun food in a place called Okra's. How odd, yet yummy. The place was � bright, and sponge painted and decorated with odd artwork that looked like a cross between a man, a monkey and the Count from Muppets. It was good.
- Massage. Happiness.
- Shopping of randomness. Pottery store, used books (stop to pet the cat) window shopping of antiques, window shopping of stained glass.
- The tea room � oh. My. God. Cream puffs! Call to the Pod Buddy cause she really deserved to be there for the �more than 61 flavors of tea�
- A random haircut. Many inches off the back and hair shorter than it has been since I was in single digit age. They made me buy a hair dryer (yes I managed to get to age 30 and not own a dryer). Another call to the pod, to complain about my lack of imaging phone.
- A stop by a tequila bar, cause that is never a bad thing for a good smooth sipping tequila.
- And finally, dinner with the guys who took the haircut quite well
Definitely a very very good day. I am truly blessed with my
friends and feel about as a well loved as a girl can be. I so need
to eat lettuce for the next god only knows how long after all those sweets
yesterday, but man was it WORTH IT!!!!! Love you guys,
Thanks.
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