My birthday was nice, my brother bought me a VCR - my third. I've just never hooked any of them up after the one on my VCR/DVD player broke. (I didn't buy that one either, I would never chose a combination machine)
My mom got me a dehumidifier, my girls got me my fave perfume, Poeme. Also, some scented candles, a book and a gown-up tinker bell umbrella! (the one I have now is ting-kid sized)
I don't know why you complain I'm hard to shop for. Shoo got me a bottle of vodka and that alone will keep me busy/happy for at least an entire weekend.
Maybe the night I go to the Cubs/Cards game Ed gave me tickets too!
(I know, I'm spoiled rotten)
It was great seeing all my friends, especially April and her sweetie finance. FINALLY. Anyone up for a road trip up to MN in October(ish)? I'm dying to meet her best friend (and maid of honor in her June wedding) Jen. They said the weather is too cold to do much once it gets into winter.
I've been getting a lot of shit lately for being the same blunt self I've always been. I was laid into about affirmative action (I'm not an advacate), not wanting babies (as if that makes me incapable of being left alone with other people's children!) and a blog comment I left about how this girl reading song lyrics makes her sound like she was forced to do it in front of a class. (but I also complimented her on her amazing artwork!)
It's hard enough to read poetry and make it sound "poetic." I wonder how possible it is with song lyrics?
I've always thought the lyrics to songs are like bad poetry ... Not quite concise, or descriptive enough to make it into something that can hold it's own without music.
(no, that does not mean I think poetry it "better than" music or that music is worthless, so lay off the hate mail)