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Man, when you start celebrating your birthday the friday before it actually happens you kind of get tired of celebrating your birthday.
You don’t get tired of free lunches, though! I get another one tomorrow. Some friends have informed me that I should go for some sort of hannukah version of my birthday because that way when their gifts arrive a week after the fact they won’t actually be late. This is the kind of logic that I appreciate!
I need to do laundry but there are issues! My dryer has a buzzer. A really really LOUD ANNOYING BUZZER. It goes off 3 or 4 times at the end of the cycle. I can’t throw laundry in to be done when I am not going to be there because this buzzer is so loud and long that it’s got to be irritating to my duplex buddy. So I have to stick around so i can run get the stuff out of the dryer after the first buzz. Also, I cannot just put laundry in before I go to bed. ALSO the washer and dryer are about half the size of my last set. Sigh. Still, though, it’s completely free to use, i don’t even pay for water.
Also, my house is a spider haven! My side of the duplex was vacaant for about 6 weeks before I moved in so the spiders had free reign. Their free reign combined with the wet weather has filled my house with spiders. So many spiders that David is tired of wresting them out the door and has started allowing me to kill them. I appreciate spiders and I appreciate their very important place in the food chain and in the ecosystem as a whole, but that food chain and ecosystem does not exist in my house, or, if it does, NOT in my line of sight. Period. Go serve your role in the food chain out of my site.
More birthday celebrations! HOORAY!
Later peeps!

happy birthday!


Sadly, I couldn’t get a picture of everyone, but I’ll post more soon.
We’d had it all planned, bowling party at Stardust Lanes, bowling, beer, fried food and cake. What could be better? Saturday afternoon, as I lay on the couch painfully hungover after a night drinking and Denny’s (it’s not a birthDAY it’s a birthWEEK) I decide to call the bowling alley to reserve some lanes for the party as we were looking at 14 to 18 people. So, me, hungover, on the phone with the bowling alley listening to a message informing me that they are closed for renovations.
6 hours before the party I’m in panic mode (and hungover), what the hell!
The ever calm and helpful Jessi assures me everything will be okay! I make 8.5 billion calls to let everyone know that the party has moved to Nokomis Lanes. Phew.
I get some coffee in me and all is well.
Best. Party. Ever.
We bowled, we danced in the lanes, we ate cheese pizza, we celebrated every roll! I got a Hello Kitty lunch pack, a million dinosaurs, COOKIES, a surfing hippo clock, and LOTS of toys. Also, Levi watercolored the t-rex on the card for me, I’m going to frame it.
David made me a lovely carrot cake with pineapple glaze and crayons all over it!
We bowled until they turned off the lanes and then stood in the parking lot like a bunch of ruffians.
When we got home, David went out in the middle of the night to get Beebo the caterpillar some tasty new leaves. Beebo rewarded the attention by making his chrysalis during the night. Now I wait to see just what kind of butterfly or moth he will turn into.
Today was dinner and cake with my dad and Monday (my birthday proper) is dinner with april, keith, my mom and grandfather.
beebombom!

go heather, it’s your birthday

Not my birthday yet, but I had my party tonight! After a near disaster got averted we were on our way and tonight was by far the best best best birthday party ever!!!
Pictures later! I’m off to bask in the glow of the best party ever.

happy happy joy

How can you not be happy on a day like today??
Things that made me laugh today:
Daily Dancer (thanks to Alex for that one!). Holy crap! Who is this guy? How does he do it? Be sure to check out “Come Sail Away”.
Dinosaurs regularly try to attack me during my commute to work. I actually didn’t kill a squirrel the other day, I killed a dimetrodon (which is actually not a dinosaur, but a permian era reptile).
Today I’m wearing suburban fat woman clothes that don’t match. I need to do laundry again.
German food for lunch. YUM.