Dawg came to visit me Thursday night even though he never actually admitted he was coming to see me. (I love surprises, which I’m guessing is why he did that. He kept trying to tell me he was having conversations with Squishy Dawg even though I heard car and road sounds… mmmmhmm.)
We went to sleep after a little conversation of our own.
I woke up and it was my birthday.
I dragged Dawg to lunch at my favorite Chinese restaurant.
I dragged Dawg to the waterfront to walk around and then drink beverages to rehydrate us.
I dragged Dawg to the tallest free-standing filing cabinet art in the entire world.
I dragged Dawg to my storage unit to show him all the stuff I’ll eventually be bringing with me. (He did not freak out. He’s weird.)
I dragged Dawg to the Lake Champlain Chocolates factory to make him buy me chocolates. (heeheeheeehheeenheheeeeeheeee num)
I kindly brought him home where boxes were waiting outside my door.
Dawg dragged the presents inside.
I opened the presents.
I love my presents. … Oh, hmm, you wanted to know what they ARE? Think Keurig. I’ve wanted one of those damn things for years. Dawg had no idea, and yet he got me one anyway. He reads my mind. He also got me extra coffee singles and a book of coffee recipes and the movie This is Spinal Tap. :grins:
I primed my Keurig then we had a coffee.
My mom called to wish me a happy birthday. Apparently I forgot to mention to her that I haven’t moved yet. Oopsie.
Dawg and I had a conversation with Squishy Dawg.
Dawg and I went to see a pencil disappear. I liked that trick very much. I liked Heath Ledger’s character waaaaaaay too much, and am starting to wonder if I am a psychopath. We had popcorn, 44 oz sodas (we each had one), and candy.
I checked my voicemail after the movie and heard my stepdad singing to me. :love: bleep.
Dawg and I discussed the movie on the way home and it has now been confirmed for the millionth time that Dawg leads a very exciting life.
We got home to find the cats had not cleaned up after my tornadoing of the apartment with the gift wrap and boxes and packing materials.
I couldn’t stand the fuzz on my teeth from all the candy so I brushed my teeth.
I wrote this recap.
Here we are.
Thanks to all who emailed me, sent me cards, wrote on my Facebook wall, and made posts about me. Also, thanks to some guy who sent me dinosaur forks and spoons.
Um, in case anyone left on the planet didn’t know, my birthday was today. I’m 21, for the 14th year in a row. (Use your fingers to count and you’ll realize that’s correct.)