It's my Birthday. I am soliciting birthday love.
My parents, sister, and bro-in-law all pitched in to buy my a Cricut cutting machine thingie for my new found obsession of scrapbooking. Yep. Like I need another thing to waste my time on. And, as I told Sheri, of course the first thing I did was make it spell dirty words and prettily arrange them, adorned with ribbon, on Kenny's desk!
This morning, I came home from the bus stop to a breakfast of chocolate cheesecake (YUM!) and presents from Kenny. I got the WHOLE series of Gilmore Girls. I know, I know. Scrapbooking, and now Gilmore Girls. You are wondering if I have any depth at all. But see, the thing is, that show was in it's infant years when I was first divorced. Jill and I used to cuddle up on the couch and watch it together. I liked that it portrayed such a great relationship between a single mom and a daughter. Yes, it is corny. But I needed corny. Corny was about all I could handle then. So I have this great attachment to the show. And now I own the WHOLE SERIES! Yippee!!!
And you know, to balance it out, Kenny did get me a gift card to Barnes and Noble, so I can go get some good literature and stuff. Okay, I lie. I will probably blow it on Us Weeklys and such.
My dad is headed to town to watch Emmi while I meet with the attorney that is representing Emmi (we are still fighting her old insurance company to have them pay the past due medical bills from the surgery they approved, then after the surgery turned around and denied!). He is going to babysit the kiddos this evening, so that Kenny and I can go enjoy a nice relaxing birthday dinner. Perfect!