Today is my birthday. It's not going to be as happy as I wish it was because this will be the first birthday I will celebrate without A. It's also the first time I will be celebrating my birthday since my family and I stopped talking to each other. It won't be all for nothing though. I was born a premature baby who had to fight from the beginning and I've been through a lot since.
NYEBoy and I will be going to dinner here and I hope to blow out my candle in a red velvet cupcake from here.
Word to the wise, if your spouse doesn't answer his phone for a few hours the day before your birthday, it's probably because he's shopping for your birthday. Let's all just hope the freak out was worth one of these, in pink, please.
Also? My mother may or may not be receiving a text message from me at the exact time I was born saying "27 years ago, at the very moment, I was coming out of your vagina!" and I may or may not do it again, except I would change the 27 to 26 and I to my brother. Happy Birthday to me and my brother! Bastard tried to steal the show when he was born on my first birthday, but I'm still the party!
I also share my birthday with the blogger whose daughter I'm doing the painting for. Go give her a cupcake, too!