Again with the blogging-under-pressure. I'm supposed to be in a dress ready to go to my own pseudo-party in a half hour. I am also possibly exploding pasta sauce while I blog. Fun!
Ok, so, I had the best birthday EVER. Yes, EVER. It was that awesome.
Usually, my birthdays suck and I'm all alone because my friends were lame or I have a party and someone gets in a fight and I have to break it up, so my "good birthday" standards are pretty low. But still, this one was cool. It went like this:
1. New boy came to my work dressed all cute to build my wheel for me on Wednesday (the day before my birthday). Wheel building turned into a big fiasco. I apologized profusely and new boy told me to stop, he didn't care, he wanted to build my wheel for me for my birthday. New boy also gave me a picture of the track wheels he ordered for me that didn't make it in time. New boy rocks.
2. New boy took me to dinner at my favorite chinese restaurant, then to Chevy's for my requested birthday Sunday.
3. New boy bought me breakfast on my birthday because he wanted to buy me breakfast on my actual birthday.
4. Some regulars of the shop brought me a little cake.
5. My chiropractor called and majorly stepped up, allowing me to continue treatment without going broke.
6. The bosses took me to lunch.
7. The bosses gave me a raise.
8. Another customer of the shop insisted that we have a pseudo-party, which I am going to tonight.
9. I got a bunch of birthday cards and some much-needed birthday cash.
10. Elliott's kids made me cupcakes and got to stay up until I got there are were all snuggly and cute.
I love my people. Thank you for the awesome birthday!
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