my birthday...

So, my birthday came and went.  I spent the first part of the day at home with my son.  I took some allergy medicine which made me very drowsy and I took a nap.  I felt bad for my son, who pretty much had to entertain himself while I had trouble waking up from my nap.  Later that afternoon, we picked up Grandpa and went to a Major League Soccer game, L.A. Galaxy vs. Chivas USA.  Not quite the soccer my Dad is used to, but an outing nonetheless.  They ate over-priced hotdogs, we shared a large popcorn and the snacks I packed (water, trail mix, crackers & cheese), then my son got a treat:  blue cotton candy!

Every year I disappoint myself.  Well, others disappoint me, but I say that I do it to myself because I expect too much from others.  Rather, I expect others to make the same  big deal about my birthday that I make about theirs.  They don't.  Except for my Mom.  She had been in town the week prior and left me a card with $$ in it.  Before I spent it on whoknowswhat, I bought myself a new monitor/tv.  I had a very ancient monitor, that I hated using because I'm so accustomed to the large flat one I have at work, in front of which I sit for many hours a day.  It's sitting in its box.  Still.  I will get  to it, but first I have to find the energy and motivation to go into my little office and clean up a bit.

The following day (Monday) my co-workers had a "birthday breakfast" for me:  breakfast burritos, cake and mini cupcakes.  The "birthday lunch" has been postponed due to scheduling difficulties.  They pitched in and bought me a fancy toaster oven... well, a convection toaster oven.  They won't have to hear me complain about the crappy one I have, that doesn't toast correctly.  They gave me the receipt and said there's a fancier one I may like better.  I went to check it out and I do like it better, so I just might pay the difference (while there's a discount offered) and upgrade it.

The following weekend, my "guy friend" cooked dinner for me.  I was exhausted from running around taking my son to and from his activities, cooking quick meals in between and just never getting enough sleep.  I wanted to just stay home, crawl under a blankie, watch a movie, color with my son... but, I changed into a clean summer dress (I live in So. Cal, it still feels like Summer at times) and sandals, put some lipgloss on, dropped off my son at my sister's house and went to his house.  We ate chicken, brown rice & veggies.  We chatted and watched some tv.  I picked up my son, who was still awake and full of energy (at least I didn't have to carry him to the car!) and drove home.  I collapsed on my bed.  The next morning, my "guy friend" called, I do not remember most of the conversation.  I remember him asking why I was talking "like that" and I replied that I was sleeping, and him telling me to go back to sleep.  Suddenly (ok, about 30 mns. later) my son ran into my room saying that someone was at the door.  I pulled my robe on and tried to open both eyes simultaneously while making a futile attempt at smoothing down my wild bed hair (I guess I neglected to braid it before passing out).  I wasn't planning to open the door - I wasn't expecting anyone - so I looked through the peep hole to find my handsome "guy friend" smiling at me.  I opened the door and he was holding a grocery bag with breakfast items.  Apparently, I had told him to bring me breakfast, stating that I had sausages and o.j. -- I did have both items, and he wouldn't have known, so I guess I said it!  I ran to my room to make myself presentable, sort of, and then proceeded to make my son his Sunday-ChocolateChip-MultiGrain-Pancakes with a side of strawberries & bananas, and whipped up a concoction of eggs/onions/mushrooms/spinach with a side of sausages, english muffins, coffee and o.j. for my "guy friend" and I.  After a late breakfast, we watched football.  Well, he whined for two days that he tried to watch football while I interrupted him.  Hey!  I gave up watching food shows while doing laundry and cleaning house to sit with him, the least he could do was talk to me!