Well, even though my night was too short and my morning began too early; my birthday has already been much better than the last. Though it's not all about receiving, I've already gotten ten dollars to spend, ten more dollars in ice cream, a phone call and a text.
Our old plans were shot out of the window, but that's okay. I think our new plans are even better. I think we're going to drive around and look at Christmas lights. Normally I don't much care for decoration of any sort, especially Christmas decoration which drives me up the wall, but it's an old tradition in my family and brings back some memories.
I don't even celebrate my birthday for me. I like to think of it as a celebration of the day my family became whole; and the fact that it's on my birthday is just how it is. In truth, I would want to celebrate our family becoming whole even if it were my eldest sibling who was born last.
But feeling special is a great bonus. Maybe that's the whole purpose behind celebrating this unstoppable thing called age...Not to celebrate Family Day on a fixed day of each year, but to celebrate your family, on your family's personal day. December 6th just happens to be ours. But I also have a weird habit of celebrating all the birthdays of my dead grandparents, as a tribute to their lives and as thanks for my parents'. I mean, I always end up forgetting, only to say "I'll remember next year!" and then continuously forget...But my heart's in the right place. And maybe, one day, I'll remember.
Two things that could make my birthday perfect are if my brother and my sister could come on over. That would be nice. We could break out the old Crokinole board, make some new videos of us all...I'm not interested in presents, per se; but I do love their pres- ence.
Sorry. I shouldn't try to make jokes...I'm not often good at that.
Anyway, I think I've talked to myself enough for a morning. And if not, well, me and myself are always blathering on inside my head while I contribute to actual conversations outside myself. It can be very noisy at times...But I think I'll go get ready for my day none- theless.
Our old plans were shot out of the window, but that's okay. I think our new plans are even better. I think we're going to drive around and look at Christmas lights. Normally I don't much care for decoration of any sort, especially Christmas decoration which drives me up the wall, but it's an old tradition in my family and brings back some memories.
I don't even celebrate my birthday for me. I like to think of it as a celebration of the day my family became whole; and the fact that it's on my birthday is just how it is. In truth, I would want to celebrate our family becoming whole even if it were my eldest sibling who was born last.
But feeling special is a great bonus. Maybe that's the whole purpose behind celebrating this unstoppable thing called age...Not to celebrate Family Day on a fixed day of each year, but to celebrate your family, on your family's personal day. December 6th just happens to be ours. But I also have a weird habit of celebrating all the birthdays of my dead grandparents, as a tribute to their lives and as thanks for my parents'. I mean, I always end up forgetting, only to say "I'll remember next year!" and then continuously forget...But my heart's in the right place. And maybe, one day, I'll remember.
Two things that could make my birthday perfect are if my brother and my sister could come on over. That would be nice. We could break out the old Crokinole board, make some new videos of us all...I'm not interested in presents, per se; but I do love their pres- ence.
Sorry. I shouldn't try to make jokes...I'm not often good at that.
Anyway, I think I've talked to myself enough for a morning. And if not, well, me and myself are always blathering on inside my head while I contribute to actual conversations outside myself. It can be very noisy at times...But I think I'll go get ready for my day none- theless.
Yay, what great presents! Especially the ice cream . . . Geoff doesn’t do presents or cards; he just says ‘Happy birthday’ and that’s it. :p I’m trying to get in shape, which means cutting down on the sweets and on food altogether, and exercising. I’m pathetically weak right now, so I’m just doing ten minutes a day. I hope that by the end of 2016, I’m in much better shape (adults only need about an hour a week of exercise, I heard). But ice cream is so good! Driving around and looking at Christmas lights is awesome . . .
ReplyDelete“A celebration of the day my family became whole” is a fantastic way of looking at it. Being the youngest, today IS the day the family became whole. Even though Dad, Bobbi, and Geoff joined the family later, you were born last and . . . hmm, this sounded way better in my head. Anyway, the family wouldn’t be what it is without you :)
I never even thought of that, celebrating the grandparents’ birthdays . . . I remember Grandma W’s is May 23d (I think?) but I don’t know if I even ever knew the others . . .
Do Jason and Bobbi play Crokinole with you, too? I can’t picture it, somehow . . .
I hope you have a fantastic day!
Becoming fit doesn't require cutting down on food. Food is important; you just need to eat healthy.
DeleteYes, ice cream is very good. (I don't really eat healthy; though I would try, if we could afford fruit and veggies...Right now we don't even have meat.) It was funny, actually; there were maybe ten different toppings for ice cream, including peanut butter. And I never knew how the Oreo cookies (my choice) were mixed in...If I'd known, I probably would have said no toppings. It's not that he used his hands; but he did press down on the tool-thing with his hands, and the ice cream touched the tool-thing, so it's basically the same. But even so, it was delicious and satisfied a craving I didn't know I had. And he wished me a happy birthday...I was sort of worried that it might cause other people to sing, like they do in restaurants on TV, but I was thankfully able to leave right away without that happening.
My day was good. I wouldn't call it fantastic, but definitely better than the last. We didn't look at Christmas lights; but we might do that closer to Christmas, when there's more to see.
No, Jason and Bobbi did not play Crokinole with us. They just talked, often and loudly; showed us videos and pictures, and spoke to Wyatt in baby voices. It was a nice visit; but it might have been nice for Wyatt if he'd gotten to go on a walk or something. If I had been him, I know I would have wanted the chance, in between two very long and probably stuffy car rides.
Yes, I believe it is on the 23rd. And this family wouldn't be what it is without any of us. ^^
I think it will require cutting down on eating, for me; I've noticed that I've gained some weight, that I have a lot less energy, that simple tasks such as dish-washing are becoming almost painful, and that because of the hit to my already-pathetic self-esteem, I just generally feel disgusting. Worse, it's become something of an obsession; I keep weighing myself and looking at myself in the mirror.
DeleteI know it could be worse yet, because my brain keeps telling me "Don't eat; you're already fat" and such things, but I'm not listening. I know skipping meals is already on the path to unhealthy, but I don't actually want to be anorexic, just average. (My indecisive brain also tells me I'm already average, and sometimes it tells me I'm too thin!) The point of working out isn't to lose weight, for me, though; I'd like to get some muscle and strength back (I've not even been doing it a week and I've already noticed an improvement in my energy levels and even my focus) and if it makes me feel better about the way I look, it's a bonus :) I'm cutting down on salt and sugar, too, which is really hard . . .
Do you guys need some money for food? I know what it's like to be without the things you need . . .
Where did you go that served you such fancy ice cream? (BTW, it's usually just the paid staff who sing to customers; random ice-cream-eaters don't usually care to delay their snack by breaking out into song like Disney extras.)
Well, anorexia can happen, even if you think you can just be average. I don't mean to come off as pushy, but I have heard of anorexic people who wished they hadn't listened to those little voices. (And I do hope you don't listen to them; because you're great the way you are!)
DeleteWe didn't really go to a fancy place at all. It was just that little place in front of Wal-Mart. It was my first time going in, and it was actually a neat little place. I think I would go there again.
Thanks :) Yeah, going to have to keep an eye on myself, but not to worry, even if my perception is skewed, Geoff knows what I'm doing and is keeping an eye on me, too, always bugging me about eating, eating more, etc. :p
DeleteGood!
DeleteAnd by the way, is he mad at me? We haven't spoken in awhile.
No, he's not mad at you; he was just so embarrassed about what happened that he thinks he won't be welcome around you guys and/or that you won't want to talk to him...
DeleteHe's also drinking again (I think he figured 'Why not?' since he thought he wouldn't be talking to you guys much anyway) so he's sorta keeping good on his promise not to talk to you guys while he's drinking...
Oh.
Delete(Totally drawing a blank on what to say now...)
Yeah, it's not a comfy subject...in any case, at least it's not totally awkward with him when you're not talking, right? :p
DeleteToo true.
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