» BBTW 25
This week’s prompt 1:
Tell us about YOUR favorite birthday–what did you do, who were you with, how old were you, what made it so special?
I hate birthdays. There’s no real reason, but that I just don’t like to be celebrated, to have a special day, to get older. Funnily enough, though, I love other people’s birthdays, so there’s that. I’m a weirdo. I have a few birthdays that could be considered my favorite. How about I tell you about two of my most memorable?
My 7th birthday: My dad rented a limo! I was at my dad’s house for the weekend and when the doorbell rang he asked me to answer it. I did, and a chauffeur was there, asking for me, and there was a huge white limo in the driveway! We went to a now defunct restaurant called Molly Murphy’s, and had a really fun dinner. Our waiter was dressed like Hagar the Horrible, and when my sister asked a woman dressed as a cat where the bathroom was she was escorted around the restaurant while the cat yelled/sang, “We’re going to the kitty litter!” I also remember I was feeling sick and missed out on a lot of good parts of a super special day. Sad, drama-filled girl panda.
My 26th birthday: I went to a Strider’s meeting at Yokota, and expected to have a later dinner with Jim when I got home. He had encouraged me to go to the meeting, even though it was my birthday. When I walked into our apartment that night Jim met me at the door with a beer, and I said, “Oh! You bought me beer!” and then I noticed the apartment had been vacuumed, and I said something like, “And you CLEANED?” and then some friends jumped out from behind furniture and from on our balcony to surprise me. It was lovely. My first surprise party!
I’ve had some great birthdays, even though I’d prefer not to celebrate at all. Jim makes sure I do, and that I know I’m loved. And my family always made sure of that before Jim was in my life. Even though I’d rather not deal with birthdays and celebrations and getting older and all of that crap, it’s nice to be loved.
From my last birthday. I was not 29. Jim thinks he’s funny.