Fuck me dead that last post was depressing.
There is a reason why the past is the fucking PAST isn’t there?
Anyway it is my birthday and lets celebrate! I have chucked sooky la la depressing Kelley in the corner with her letters and a block of chocolate and we shouldn’t hear from her for a while. Or at least until the last caffeine infusion wears off.
Had a day of spoiling and general sitting on my arse-edness.
I half made the bed and then went, fuck it, it is my birthday.
I got up at half past sparrow fart, with the kids eyes hanging outta their heads so they could give me my present before the morning madness.
And I lucked out my lovelies! Instead of the usual ‘Shit I forgot sorry honey I love you’ crap that MPS usually pulls, he actually got it right.
A purdy pink ipod. And a docking station. *swoon*
forced sent my deathly ill daughters to school with colds.
Cause it is my freaking day God Damnit! And I want to be aaaahlooooone!
coast was clear the hordes disposed of everyone was where they needed to be I went and bought a coffee, some chocolate and some shoes.
Pink to match my ipod. Of course.
Cause it is my birthday.
(Fucking flats though.)
And came home to silence.
Oh the serenity.
Every call was a birthday call. Not one telemarketer fucker or support group parent.
Even though Kevin decided to do a backflip on the carers bonus debacle. Happy Birthday!!
Invites to lunch and coffee and outings, but I took a rain check (is that how you spell it? Well it is now!) cause it is all about the silence and the serenity and the aaaahloooooone!
Emails and peeps wishing me Happy Birthday on their blogs. And on Aussie Bloggers.
Man, I feel loved.
Naomi made an animated thingy for me. Go here to see it. It is fabulous!
Caroline gave me this:
And here is a taste of one of the presents they gave me.
Planning on recreating that one tonight *snigger*
Especially seeing MPS got attacked by the beauty school girls at TAFE and his back was waxed. Just in time for my birthday. So if I close my eyes
I can pretend I am with a different man I can feel the smoothness of his back.
And ninjas! Bettina gave me NINJAS!
I loves me some Ninjas. Remember these guys? Man, I cracked myself up that day.
Kim at Frog ponds rock gifted me some man candy. All this talk of snakes and frogs of the sweet kind has to be surpassed by some man candy. Wonder if I can get them in chocolate for Easter???
And I won Megs Pay It Forward comp. Wondering what I am going to do for MY pay it forward post…
I of course cannot forget the fabulous birthday greeting of ‘Happy Birthday Fuck-Chops’ from Mrs Fancypants. They just don’t get better than that people. And apparently a tribute is on its way… I am waiting for her to top that. Methinks it impossible.
My angel Boo bought me these:
Well he asked me to give him money as he walked past them. Photo in the background look familiar?
I was surprised by my parents with a $150 gift voucher to my
second home favourite shoe store. SQUEEEE!!!
I have been spoilt rotten, nay been treated in the manner expected for a princess. Cause I am a princess. Just ask, well anyone that knows me. Their heads will bob so much they will sue for damages due to the whiplash.
And last but not least, in an hour it will be the 13th and the birthday of my cyber twin Sonia. But it will still be the 12th there. Sonia, aka Sunshine, is obviously Glinda to my wickedness. Light and sunshine, blonde and lovely to my dark and potty mouthed bad tempered biatch. Go over and wish her a happy birthday too.
Well it is late. And my birthday is drawing to a close. It will go down as one of the loveliest. Even if there is no cake.
Boo has one last gift for me. He wants to sleep in my bed, to cuddle me to sleep. How could I turn that face down…
Sigh. Guess the shoe whoring will have to wait till I have spent my gift voucher. Thinking boots…Magnetoboldtoo is sponsored by: