We Now Return You to Your Regularly Scheduled Programme

Well, I didn't get my birthday wish afterall. Damn. I've been looking forward to that drink for a long long time. Oh well. Not that I would have enjoyed the taste of alcohol yesterday, what with the cold and the aftertaste of Ricola and everything, but it would have been nice.

Otherwise, though, it was a good day yesterday. I ate WAY too much, thanks to my mom and clawfoot, and even got a huge boquet of yellow freesia from the Grays. I like getting flowers. It's also probably the only aspect of me that's really a girly girl.

Now I have half the money for that writer's conference in June (my mom is incredible, really. She even permanently loaned me her old sewing machine because mine is pooched), lots to read ("Shadowmarch" from my understanding and very patient husband and the first Lemony Snickett book from meowster) and gift certificates to squander delightfully on comics and a hair cut (from the exceedingly generous joncanuck and the_daily_rant who stuck them in a punishing card).

Friday night, I drank a little too much tea, but was in the company of friends, so having to get up at least six times to pee in the middle of the night was worth it. :) So thanks to all and sundry who made my very low-key "milestone" birthday worth celebrating, by making it all about me and not at all about the parasite.