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Countdown ends: Happy Birthday, me! Hi, everyone, and welcome to this special Birthday Edition of Reflections! I've been trying to think what to do to celebrate my birthday here on the journal. Here's what I'm thinking: Send me your tired, your poor, your... Wait. Wrong speech. I'm a little flustered.
Here we are: Send me an e-card (ebrooks@widomaker.com) or three. (Easy. Cheap. And it can be anonymous if you prefer. If you don't know where to look, try Blue Mountain.) As I get them, I'll post the URLs for them to the discussion list for everyone to enjoy! (I may or may not post them here, too. We'll see.) ![]() My parents came over last night to take Matt and I out to dinner for my birthday. (It would have been tonight, but Dad has to leave town on travel this afternoon.) We went to Outback. Yummmm. The waitress was great. She didn't ask Matt if he was really sure he wanted his steak rare, she asked whether she should just run the cow through the kitchen on the way to the table. She didn't interrupt anyone while we were talking, and she didn't rush us through the meal. Since my birthday had been mentioned, of course, she gathered most of the staff together to come and sing for me when dessert was delivered. I can honestly say, I've never heard such awful singing. I'm sure they were actually trying to make it worse, because I don't think any two of them ever once hit the same note or sang the same words at the same time. It was hysterical. For my birthday, my parents gave me some nasty mean Shoebox cards (I love 'em) and six crystal goblets in the pattern I'd picked out a few months ago. Excuse me; they're not "goblets," they're "iced beverage glasses." They're just as pretty as I remember, and I think we chose well: Put next to our china and silver, they're a good median between our very simple china and extremely baroque silver. I'm very excited about it. I have fantastic parents.
(While you're at it, check out that bow! Isn't it fantastic?) The office sent me a box of candy, which I opened this morning. Mmm, turtles. I brought the candy to work with me to share. The card from my grandmother says there's a package on the way as well, which I haven't seen... But the way she phrased it makes me think it's coming from a catalog, so there's no telling when it will get here. If I don't see it by the end of the week, I'll send her e-mail so she can check on it, I guess. There are three more packages that I'm saving to open tonight - two from Amazon.Com, so I don't know who sent them, and one from my mother-in-law. Matt let me open one of his three packages. (Size and shape indicate that the two smaller packages had 2 CDs each, and the larger one is a book of some sort.) I opened one of the CD packages. Stunt by the Barenaked Ladies, and the soundtrack to Strictly Ballroom. Barenaked Ladies has been on my wishlist for a while, but I have to say I'm sortof flabbergasted by the Strictly Ballroom soundtrack. I first saw the movie five or six years ago, when it first came out, and I loved it, but I don't own it yet. (It's not exactly mainstream...) We caught the last half hour or so of it on HBO on Tuesday evening, and I can only assume he saw my reaction and went out and bought the soundtrack on Wednesday, but I have no idea when he'd have had time! At any rate, I've got both of them at work with me today. The celebrations will continue later - I'm planning on going out to lunch with Matt and some friends from the office, and of course out to dinner tonight. (Yeah, I'm the eating-out queen this week!) Anyone who lives in the area who wants to join us for lunch, drop me a line and I'll tell you when and where! ![]() E-Cards
Some of my friends are the quintessence of cool. I had two e-cards waiting in my inbox this morning before I even started writing this journal entry. Listed in the order received, then...
From Becky (requires Flash) From Karen (requires Shockwave and some other stuff, but it will happily install it all for you.)
From T ![]() Word of the Day: quintessence - the purest essence of something; the most typical example |
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