Between work, belly dancing, kickboxing, and birthday stuff, it's been a hell of a week!
Recycled balloons
Since it was my supervisor's birthday last week, he decided to recycle the balloons that his friend sent him, and passed them on to me. He added the personal touch by writing my name and "Happy Brithday" on a couple of balloons. Too bad he didn't have spell check... ;-)
Recycled cookies - well, not really...
Along with the balloons, he also got some cookies which he also passed on to me and made it more personal by writing my name on it. Eh, why not?!
Ritual Friday
After kickboxing, it was off to Irma's for our Sex in the City night. We were missing one member, but she was with us in spirit...
Happy Birthday to Me!
Finally, it was my birthday on Saturday. Yay! The big 3-0. The number one question that people asked me was "How does it feel?" Honestly, I don't feel any different. I still feel like I'm 12 - just kidding =P! But really, how am I supposed to know what it feels like to be 30, when I haven't experienced being 30? I think people should ask that question when the person turns 31, and then maybe the response will be different?
Anyway, I had to go in to work that morning. I know, I should get my birthday off, but I kind of had no choice. Besides, it was only for a couple of hours anyway. When Irma got there, she surprised me with a mini birthday cake. I wasn't really paying attention to her at first, but then I heard her flicking her lighter and thought "uh, is she lighting a cigarette in here?" Apparently, she was lighting the candle on my mini cake. Duh!
Where's my spotlight?
I was a bit upset when I didn't get any mail/phone call from my relatives to wish me Happy Birthday. I know it might sound a bit shallow, but hey, it's my day so why shouldn't I expect these things? I mean, they've always acknowledged it every other year, so why stop now? Or do these kind of things stop when you hit 30? Even Irma was getting more phone calls than me and her birthday was 2 months ago!
Ring, ring, ring...
After work, I had planned on taking a nap so that I would be refreshed for the evening. Just when I'm about to doze off, the door bell rings. There was a flower delivery for me from my aunt and uncle. My mom put them in water for me, and I tried to go back to sleep (key word is tried). A few minutes later, the door bell rang again. This time it was my brother who came by to pick up some hockey tickets. And about 10 minutes after that, the phone rang. A friend of mine called to wish me happy birthday. We ended up chatting for a while because I hadn't talked to her since February. And about another 10 minutes after that, another friend of mine called. So much for worrying about my spotlight... =P
Birthday movie
Since I wasn't able to get a nap in, I got ready for the evening. Irma, Rick and I went to see Kill Bill. I must say, I liked that movie. Although I wasn't as tired as Irma was, it was pretty good. The only thing I didn't like was how they ended it. It just stopped. For a moment I thought that maybe a scene would come back on, but it was the credits. Now I definitely have to see the next one.
Surprise Dinner
After the movie, the three of us headed to Donna's for dinner. Joi and Phoun were meeting us there. I know, it doesn't sound like much for my 30th birthday, but I didn't want to make a big deal about it. I thought about doing a theme party, but with Mexico and all my other stuff, I couldn't find time to plan it. So I settled for dinner and a movie. Anyway, we got to the restaurant and as we walked in, one of the servers asked if we were with the "birthday party". I thought to myself "Birthday party?? There's only going to be 5 of us?!". Little did I know that Irma had planned a surprise dinner for me. I walked in and there were my parents, my brother and sister-in-law, and a few other friends. I was definitely surprised! The weird thing was, I kinda had a feeling that Irma was up to something when she talked to my co-worker and he started laughing and wrote things down on a piece of paper. I was tempted to look at what he wrote down, but I didn't. I even thought that maybe Irma planned a birthday party at this kid's restaurant because she mentioned it before. Thank goodness she didn't go with that plan. ;-)
- Highlights:
- Hachi-chi-chi
- my moment
- cougar - no, not me, but it was a name of the drink I had at the restaurant =P
Party on
After dinner, it was off to the usual for some drinks. I admit, I had a few (OK, 5) but hey, it's my birthday. It ended up being a good night, compared to what happened last year. [Let's just say, I was carried out...]
3 more sleeps
Only 3 more sleeps until Mexico. I can't wait!! I'm starting to panic because I haven't packed yet. Ugh. I definitely have to do that tonight...