Birthdays
Yesterday was the twenty-seventh anniversary of the day I was born. Overall, it was a good day. It would have been nice to have spent more time with my wife. Not because it was my birthday, but because we have only seen each other in passing since Monday. She did come over for lunch, but you probably figured that out from her comment on the previous post.
I had dinner at Baja Burrito1, followed by some dessert with a bunch of guys that I like to hang out with. Then, some of us went to the NC State basketball game. The game was okay. State won, but it was late and some of us were tired. Plus, Walker and Texas Ranger, "we call him TR for short", were all hopped up on Mt. Dew and were sitting behind us. They would not shut up. People even moved to get away from the annoyance.
Like I said it was a pretty good day. Thanks to all the folks that called, emailed, and wrote on my facebook wall.
I would like to clarify something. I'm not opposed to other people celebrating birthdays. If you want to call me on my birthday, then feel free. I just don't expect it. I really didn't have much to do with my birth. So, the whole idea of celebrating me seems misdirected, but if you like to celebrate birthdays, have at it. I'm not going to be mad or annoyed that you called. It is actually nice to hear from people. It does make me wonder if they call simply because they are supposed to because it is my birthday, or if they call because they actually would like to talk to me. However, to the same degree that I am not annoyed when people call on my birthday, I am not disappointed when they don't. I'm not trying to convince others that they should look at birthdays like I do.
One thing that I would ask is that you please not spend money one me. If you feel that you have to spend money on my birthday, just give the money to some charity, or send me cash and I will do it. Whatever you do, don't buy me stuff. I already have too much stuff.
Matt, thanks again for the cake, and Jeff, I did remember one birthday party I have had. It was about five years ago when we lived in Florida. I threw it for myself. Think burgers and beer.
1 I had forgotten how good that place was. It makes Moe's and Qdoba look like a bunch of gringos.
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posted by Shannon Smith @ 3/01/2007
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I would agree that it was an enjoyable evening... I too was very tired but enjoyed hanging out. if I may say so - I enjoyed Amy's Ice Cream over at Mission Valley... nice people and the ice cream tasted very good...
I, however, do not feel you stressed just how bad walker and texas ranger were acting... of course given time as a limited resource you may not have enought to do so adequetly (I can't spell)
Dang, Grant!!!! quit givin him the ball... he sucks... why is he even on the team... take him out!!!! give it to Atsur... I told Sydney Lowe to take him Grant out of the game.. he said no.. I said you gotta a lumpy butt...
ok, for now, I shall leave...
thankyou for spending your birthday with me (or anyday for that matter.) I enjoyed celebrating your birth even if I had nothing ot do with it (many potential jokes here. I recommend leaving it alone)
You are welcome for the cake. I mean I thought you were welcome until you threw it into the trash when you got home. I know. I heard about it. Jerk.
Tell Diane great job on the giving birth of you 27 years ago. She is the one who should be celebrated. She needs a cake. I will put it in the microwave for her next time I see her.
Later.
Matthew, welcome to my blog. Excellent first entry. Though your first comment is unfounded, given that I did not throw out your cake, your second comment is quite clever, but don't make fun of my families preferred place to store baked goods.
You know we're from Alamance county and we don't know how to use those fancy electronics, like microwaves. We just figure that's where you put stuff you don't want your cat to eat.
For the record, I would like to point out that Shannon's birthday cake was not thrown out. Mr. Enzor informed us at "church" yesterday that he did not end up throwing out the cake to make more room in our freezer. It is alive and well, as is the humor exuded from both my husband and Mr. Rowe.
I would also like to note, for the record, that there are currently some delicious peanut butter brownies in our microwave. We may have a prodigal cat, but at least he can't sample my brownies. Take that, Bandit!
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