Thanks, everyone, for the birthday wishes!
Now if I might do a little bit of whining ... I just got back from my family b-day dinner and I'm a little upset because my mother turned it into "The Mom Show" and basically gabbed and talked and showed off and essentially turned my b-day dinner into her own personal stage. I don't want or expect to be lavished with everyone's undivided attention on my b-day, but I also don't want to be alternately overlooked and poked fun at. Sorry for my iffy grammar and sentence structure here, but I haven't gotten a good night's sleep in weeks. Anyway, she also wanted to "have a discussion" with my grandmother on the completely inappropriate (and volatile) subject of the quality of my oldest cousin's homeschooling. There's a time and a place, Mom!! What finally sealed the deal was when we got in the car ... my mom asked why I got ice cream at the restaurant instead of waiting to go to Handel's (best ice cream place ever) once we got back home, and I told her I ordered it because Popo (my g-pa) was getting kind of upset that nobody else was ordering ice cream but him, and what does she say, all sarcastically? Gee, it seems like you've inherited the family trait of trying to please Popo all the time. Just an unnecessary jab.
Tomorrow should be better; my friend Abbie and I are going to do some shopping up in Cleveland Heights and then out for some Mexican food and drinking in the evening. Yay!
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