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Idiot Control Now
bees on pie, burning rubber tires
I am dammit celebratory
Friday night we went to dinner with D's mom and her husband. They'd had a busy week--her brother was in the hospital, they've been having work done on the house they're living in, and trying to sell the house they moved out of.

So I didn't say a word, because I knew they'd been busy, and I didn't want to be all "me me me".

But then yesterday I got a frantically apologetic email and Amazon gift card, and I wrote back a thanks and told them not to worry about forgetting, because I knew they had more important things going on.

And besides, I still haven't even gotten so much as a card from my youngest sister. She's always lived in her own little world and usually sends something a month later.

It all just validates D's joke that I don't have a birth day, I have a birth month.

Current Mood: amused amused
Current Music: guitar man--kalapana

3 pathetic excuses or justify your existence
cal_reflector From: cal_reflector Date: April 15th, 2012 11:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
A birth month is fantastic; 30 days of entitlement and privilege and pampering instead of 1.

serena_b From: serena_b Date: April 16th, 2012 05:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
I didn't realize it was your birthday.... I feel like a jackass now. So...Happy Belated Birthday! Huzzah!

And also...don't feel bad. My father once thought my birthday was in September (it's at the end of October) and thought I was still a minor (when I was 24 already...).
mellowcandle From: mellowcandle Date: April 16th, 2012 10:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! I'm way past the age where birthdays are a big deal, but it would be nice if just once my sister could remember it. (I did get a card today saying "Sorry this is late!" It's late every year; I'm used to it.)
3 pathetic excuses or justify your existence