Monday, April 6, 2009

#2 HB 2 Me

As you know... I love my birthday.  I love the attention, and the thrill of that attention is not dampened in any way b/c I had to beg for it for weeks in advance.  I have wondered if one of the main drives for making friends is so that you'll have people to wish you a "Happy Birthday" on that one day that unequivocally tells you whether or not you are loved depending on how many "HB"s you get. The guy at security yesterday stopped to wish me a HB.  His name was Hank, and he is most definitely a part of the count. I love the entire month of April, just seeing a date starting with 4 makes me tingly with anticipation of my favorite birthday month.  Though I don't particularly like getting older b/c we all know
(but I've got a plan for that) and I don't particularly enjoy the awkwardness of being sung to while wax sticks are burning in front of me, but I'll endure that uncomfortable moment of unease where you don't know where to look and you kinda want to sing so that you can be more apart of the group than the one being stared at-- all so that I can get that one beautiful wish that is surely more likely to come true than any other wish on one of the 364 un-birthday's.  Like..

Oh wait... I have FRIDAY OFF!!  Now I can free up my birthday wish for something else like wishng that I could say that I will be using that day to catch up on sleep... but instead I'll be partying it up with the German's.  (YAY!) I am so sleepy though...
why do you ask?
I took this card to heart on Friday when my flight that was supposed to leave at 6:30PM was late, and then they actually misplaced the plane, and then the Weisman's arrived to Orlando before I even left NY, and the finally did not walk into the hotel room until nearly 4 am.  I made it a point to be obnoxiously up beat and entertaining during my wait at JFK b/c I find that one of the quirks of my personality is that the influence of increasing anger in others has a direct effect on the increased calm and humor I find within me.  I think this phenomenon will eventually be the death of me... or at least a good punch in the face.  Totally worth it. 
Disney Highlights:
Despite my charming influence, Zach did not want to get mickey and minnie BFF pins.  And while I was all sad that Nate was too sick to play with us yesterday, Zach helpfully mentioned that I couldn't get Nate to hang out with me even with Disney World as a bribe. 
I am now making it another "life goal" to find a shirt that says "Hug Me."
I almost saw MC Hammer in concert--but as Lucas said apparently we were not "2 Legit" as we gave up waiting for him to get on stage and left the park.
The Mummy ride, was once again awesome, and two seconds of seeing Brendon Frasier made me want to see Mrs. Winterbourne again.  Ricky Lake and Brendan Frasier = CLASSIC.
Turns out that no matter how many times I visit Disney, I can never remember the rides, which is nice, b/c every thing is new and exciting... proving once and for all that I am indeed related to Dawne. 
Another similar trait that we have is our power of persuasion over wee people which we proved last week when we tried to get my nephews off of the trampoline b/c it was clearly our turn to play.  After asking nicely, logically explaining my arguments, and then using my sternest voice I finally had to resort to yelling "MOM!" --two seconds later, Grandma had those kids by her side and Dawne and I were bouncing off the tinge of failure and blissfully enjoying the pleasure that is a trampoline. 
My old boss just texted me an HB... its all going towards the count.  2 more from facebook friends that I probably wouldn't recognize if I saw them on the street... that's 4 baby. 
And for those religious types... Happy Easter and Passover and whatever other holiday that has the potential to steal attention away from my birthday month... :)  I can't sign off before giving you these two cards which seem like they were meant to be paired:

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