What I Got For My Birthday

If only because I knew y'all would want to know, I'll tell you what I got for my birthday. First, the bad news:

- a UTI
- a tension headache that had been building for days, and culminated in an inability to sleep and an unbelievably bad mood
- hives!
- acne the type of which I haven't seen since I was 14

Now, the good news:

From my sister - a set of 1000 threat count sheets for my new bed. (Go, sister!)
From my brother - cash. That man knows me well.
From my father - a check. Again, and considering everything, I never turn down money.
From my mother - permission to get my hair cut and colored as I want. What a fantastic present! She knows that I haven't been thrilled with the way my color turned out. I'm so glad she listened.
From my friend M. - a gift certificate for a restaurant, and the most recent book from Susan Jane Gilman. I'm so glad for this gift!
From my boy (yeah, this one warrants a list):
- outsider art
- the Thrill Kill Kult I asked for
- three books
- measuring cups and spoons
- a box of Twilight Sweethearts
- a CD of pictures of him and his life. Wow, I wish I could post for you my absolute favorite picture of him. I can't, so I'll describe it - it's him sitting before a show, looking at his reflection in the mirror, contemplative. It's almost the opposite of a Dorian-Gray image. Perfect.

And for the best news of all - I've finally gotten rid of this unbelievable headache. Thank goodness! And I was able to reconnect with an old friend, which was nice.

Wanna know something dorky? I told my boy last night that he's the most important man in my life. I meant, and mean, every single word. And he was so sweet and respectful about me saying that. We normally tease the hell out of each other, but this time, he heard me and understood what I meant.

How's that for a birthday?