So it’s starting….
The annual case of IBD (Impending Birthday Doom for those of you not into link clicking today)…I realize that my birthday is not for another 6 weeks, but this is right around the time where I start thinking about it, realize it’s…well….impending…and, as is my nature, start concocting all manner of hi-fallutin things I’d love for people to do for me. Somewhere in my brain, I’m pretty sure I believe I am a princess…or a movie star or, you know, someone worthy of being carried around on a giant satin pillow by Channing Tatum and fed frozen, peeled grapes. It’s the Leo in me, what can I really say?
And, just as an aside, I’m really not so into Channing Tatum. I only picked him cuz all the girls are crazy about him these days and I want to be in with the in crowd...I mean, I wouldn’t kick him out of bed for eating crackers, but meh….now, if Adam Richman wants to carry me around on a pillow and feed me grapes, we’d really have something….(oh crap. Am I talking about him again??) intervention!!!!!!
Where was I? oh yes. Birthday Doom.
I have to admit though, thankfully, that the Doom has not quite set in yet…which is great! I mean, I’m hopeful maybe this year we can skip the Doom. Hopeful, but not optimistic. I don’t know what my problem is.
Yes I do.
It’s expectations. Damn pesky expectations. They do no one any good, you know? But this year, I’m trying to keep it simple. I’ve already chosen my dinner spot, which is usually a whole big production…and in case anybody needs help in the gift-picking department, I’ve gone ahead and started a Pinterest board. Go ahead and email me if you need my address for shipping….hahahahah….ahem.
But seriously. I know I’m not the only one who does this, because I have discussed it at length with friends who all agree that most of the time, birthday expectations are just a recipe for disappointment….are ya picking up what I’m throwing down or….? No?
:::crickets:::
I’m trying to change my way of thinking…I really think this year is going to be different….better….I really think so….
4 comments:
Is that Botox on your birthday list?! Girl you crazy if you think you need that! I always get so excited for my birthday and then I always get the sadz because it sucks! I wish I could throw a big party where all my blog loves could come and play. NOW that would be a great damn birthday! xoxo
hahahahah….ahem.
*crickets*
seriously ... you are cracking me up! I do not do this. absolutely not. pssh.
Of course we are both Leos! I am laughing that you are talking about your birthday that is 6 weeks away! You are hilar:)
Hah hah. I hope it works!
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