Birthday Prizes

Normally, I make a point of letting folks know that I don’t want anything for my birthday, except for possibly going to dinner to enjoy each other’s company. But this year, I have gotten 2 great prizes that I want to share with the world, because they are so perfect for me.

1)      the mum, on the left side of the pic. Just yesterday, I was behind a pickup truck with a bed full of mums thinking, “I’d like to have some mums, but they always seem to die on me”. Here’s hoping this one, courtesy of my friend Kim, will make it at least through the fall. And maybe Bri can teach me how to take care of it.

2)      The First Aid Center. My dad gave me this yesterday, totally unexpected, and it is one of the best gifts I’ve ever received. I think I will ultimately transfer the contents into my white steel medicine cabinet, as soon as I get the top layer of paint scraped off of it and paint a big red cross on it. But in the meantime, I’m totally going to enjoy all 326 pieces of this baby. I have looked at it longingly at Sam’s for at least the past year, so this is a little bit of a dream come true. Yes, I am aware that I could have just purchased it for myself, but I already have a little First Aid kit, so I had a hard time justifying the additional spending even if I do totally love it. Now I just have to figure out a good location for it in my home. I am thinking it will probably go into the Utility Closet of Happiness (formerly known as the Craft Closet of Doom, but now that I have an actual Craft Room, I have an extra closet, which happens to be the size of a small half-bath, that I can use for all my cleaning and storage needs).

Something else that my dad gave me is a $50 gift card to Wal*Mart that my grandmother had given to him a few Christmases ago. He said that he found it when he was looking for something to wrap my gift in (which is also a little odd, because it was “wrapped” in a big plastic bag, but whatever). The funny thing, to me, is that he gave it to me while we were walking into Sam’s, and said “I don’t do Wally-World,” which is what he calls Wal*Mart, of course. The absurdity of admonishing Wal*Mart while shopping at Sam’s was not lost on me, but I’ll take the $50. I mean, it’s already been given to Wal*Mart anyway, so I’m basically just getting it back when I use the card, anyway. Yeah, that’s how I’m justifying this.

This might be the first birthday I can remember where I was just in an absolutely foul mood. I am not sure if it is from the stupid boot I am wearing, the fact that I have to sit around all the time and can’t get anything done, or possibly it’s related to my lady bits, but regardless, I am just grumpy today. Grr.

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