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Well, my birthday is still a few weeks away, but apparently the presents have just begun to roll in.

When I went downstairs to check the mail today, I found I had not one but two postcards from Big Burrito Restaurant Group, each good for a free entree during the week of my birthday. I remember last year I enjoyed my free entree at Mad Mex (with Rob), and was chided by several folks afterward for using my free entree coupon at Big Burrito's least expensive restaurant. But you know what? I don't care. They have vegan sour cream and that makes me happy.

Now the decision: do I help myself to two free dinners, or do I find someone else who has a birthday at the same time as mine (like lilostitch, perhaps) and make a night of it? Ah well. I've still got three weeks to decide.

But as if getting free meals wasn't excitement enough, I found another surprise in my mailbox: ratphooey sent me the most fabulous pair of socks! Referring to them as just a "pair of socks" does not do them justice: imagine these, only wool, bright red, and way more colorful. It was a most random and wonderful surprise. I laughed loudly and heartily as I opened the package and put them on. Thanks, ratphooey!

This birthday is kind of weird for me. I'm turning 36 this year, and 36 was how old my birthmother was when she died. Now, I know that our lives have taken different paths. By the time she was my age, my birthmother had three kids (including me), and, well, cancer. I have none of these things (I'm bummed for not having kids, but understandably glad for not having cancer). So intellectually I know that merely being 36 years old is not a death sentence. But it still makes me extraordinarily superstitious.

I really want to have a party again this year, although I'm pretty stumped as to where. Again, I've still got a few weeks to plan, but as of now, I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.

And unrelated to birthday presents or birthday angst: Allisyn called (when I was still very much asleep) this morning, and my interview for M.O.D. is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Wish me luck!


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Oct. 25th, 2006 06:27 pm (UTC)
I keep telling myself to sign up for that list and KEEP FORGETTING. I just did it right now. Hopefully I'll get a birthday certificate, too!
I'm always up for sharing, but GO FOR THE TWO DINNERS!!! More food! More fun! More free!
Oct. 25th, 2006 08:46 pm (UTC)
Well, one way or another, we'll have to find ourselves at Mad Mex in mid-November.
Oct. 25th, 2006 06:49 pm (UTC)
I quite enjoy the food at Mad Mex, and have used my birthday week coupons there on at least one occasion.

I also like the food at Kaya - does it still exist?

I am so glad you like the socks. I saw them and knew they had to be yours, even though they actually do match each other. :-) I was going to save them for your birthday, but worried I'd forget to mail them, or lose them in the messy house somewhere. It was safer to just send them on their way. Similarly, I meant to giftwrap them nicely, but when I forgot to do it at home, and had no time at work on Monday to run out and buy giftwrap, it was clear the universe was telling me to just send them, already.
Oct. 25th, 2006 08:47 pm (UTC)
I believe Kaya still exists, although I haven't patronized it recently.

And I thought your "giftwrap" was tremendously funny.
Oct. 25th, 2006 08:51 pm (UTC)
I was going to draw stripes and a bow on it, but I didn't have time for even that.
Oct. 25th, 2006 07:09 pm (UTC)
parents and birthdays and thingies
So, yeah, those weird birthdays and the like - earlier this month marked the 20th anniversary of my dad's death - somewhere between March and that date was the day I'd officially lived half my life without him. And as 48 gets creepily closer (well, four-oh happens next year) I think more and more of such things - I keep my stress levels to a minimum, I dont' spend huge chunks of my life caring for black holes of need like dad did (8 years with his second) and doing soul deadening work (at least he wasn't an ambulance chaser).

And, um, happy birthday!
Oct. 25th, 2006 07:48 pm (UTC)
your dad
I don't think I realized it had been that long since your father died. In my brain, his death was closer to the time that you and I first met. Then again, I suppose it has been nearly 20 years since we met ...
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