so, i've been 36 for almost two weeks now. i've also shed all the weight i gained while sitting on my mom's couch eating marshmallows during the first half of my week off (thank god).
let's see, for my birthday i:
- got spoiled
- went to Parksville
- ate cake
- got even more spoiled
- sweated a lot
- bought new Nikes which feel like walking on a trampoline
- nursemaided my sick boyfriend
- ate steak
- slept in to a whopping 8 a.m.
- got a new dvd player which plays avi's
- played Mario Kart on the Wii
- oh, did i mention i got spoiled?
yeah... even though the festivities weren't exactly how i imagined they'd be, i'm more than happy with the way they turned out.
i didn't even really mind getting sick on my first day back to work. well, okay, i minded, but thanks to my boss's bottle of magic chinese herbs i didn't get as sick as Christopher (again, thank god).
this past weekend, i went to Richmond twice. once, to buy a dress. twice, to attend a wedding shower. both made for awesome days... even if i was in Richmond. ;)
now, i'm filling in while my officemate is off camping -- which means 5 a.m. alarm clocks and lots of grease. and not the good kind you make french fries in. oh well. it means i get to leave early. that's got to be worth the pain, right?
okay, enough of this "communicating" crap. i have a disk full of Dexter to watch!
