Birthday Thoughts
Nov. 17th, 2001 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nirix5Today has been officially the third time my birthday has been celebrated this year. I turn nineteen on the twenty third, but since no one's ever around I've been celebrating where I am. Tamara made me a cake on September 25, since the 23 is Danica's birthday and it would get confusing. My grandmother made me a cake when we went over today, but it was a joint cake with her dog, Zelda, who had turned two yesterday. We sang happy birthday to the dog first and then me, and then the Hanlys took me out to dinner for my birthday, which was lovely. They put a candle in my dessert and sang to me again, sans references to the dog this time. They gave me an Nsync single with forty dollars inside (!)
One of Nana's finches, Dudley Doright, died the other day. Lovely Lita is all sad now and dying, too. It was all sad and touching until we found out (while eating) that my grandmother didn't know what to do w/ Dudley so she shoved him into a drawer in the sideboard. I think she's got a thing for putting dead animals in the sideboard. She had one of my aunt Doris's dog's ashes there for a number of years. Then she told us how she found a porcupine sawed in half in a cord of firewood. Ugh! I'm going to miss her when I'm home though. (Nana, not the dead animal.) And the Hanlys too. Arrg.
We're getting up super early to watch the meteor shower. I'll probably have three hours of sleep. Not like I've never done it before, though, so I'm not trippin.
I have to go home tomorrow. It would be alot more fun if I didn't have to lug my stupid duffel bag through the subways or if I had someplace to put it so I could walk around a little without having to carry it. Oh well. Home again, home again, jiggity jig. lol.
One of Nana's finches, Dudley Doright, died the other day. Lovely Lita is all sad now and dying, too. It was all sad and touching until we found out (while eating) that my grandmother didn't know what to do w/ Dudley so she shoved him into a drawer in the sideboard. I think she's got a thing for putting dead animals in the sideboard. She had one of my aunt Doris's dog's ashes there for a number of years. Then she told us how she found a porcupine sawed in half in a cord of firewood. Ugh! I'm going to miss her when I'm home though. (Nana, not the dead animal.) And the Hanlys too. Arrg.
We're getting up super early to watch the meteor shower. I'll probably have three hours of sleep. Not like I've never done it before, though, so I'm not trippin.
I have to go home tomorrow. It would be alot more fun if I didn't have to lug my stupid duffel bag through the subways or if I had someplace to put it so I could walk around a little without having to carry it. Oh well. Home again, home again, jiggity jig. lol.
