Ramble - My Birthday

I booked off 2 days so I could have a long weekend to celebrate my birthday and actually *do* something.

The original plan was to go to Halifax Friday the 21st and come home on Sunday the 23rd.  While in Halifax we were going to visit some of my relatives, visit my sister, and find a way in past the fence in Shannon Park so I could take a picture of my old apartment before the park gets bulldozed in the spring.  This ended up not happening because I realized 3 weeks earlier that we were not going to be able to afford it plus the fact that we had the on-call phone for our apartment this weekend.

So I thought "Hey, maybe we'll hit up a movie!"  But again, idea shot down because we had the on-call phone for our apartment.  So no movie.

Now, I've been getting used to this birthday plan disappointment.  Last year plans involved going out for dinner and watching a movie.  Of which I mentioned to Rhem a week or more before.  However, the morning of my birthday and through the day I didn't get so much as a mention of it being my birthday.  So I thought he forgot.  The day of my birthday I went to the grocery store and bought my own cake mix, icing, etc. and baked myself a cake.  I was not having a birthday that didn't involve cake.  Turned out... Rhem *did* know it was my birthday and had gone and bought me a really pretty cake with rainbow icing.  I felt so bad! :(  Dinner plans got pushed to later because he was running late so the movie idea got cancelled.  Then my friend wanted us to stop by and say hi to him and his girlfriend (before she headed back home, 4 hrs away) and give them cake.  So we stopped in there before going for supper.  Then my friend wanted me to drive his girlfriend to the gas station her friend was meeting her at to pick her up.  So, with much frustration, I agree and then he hops in the car too.  He wants to see her off, and then get a ride home.  I drove them both down and then drove him to a bus stop and gave him $2 to take the bus home.  I had a very bad birthday last year and I cried about it... but not in front of anyone.

This year, it's pretty much looking the same way.  I picked out what I want for supper.  Rhem and I are trying to do the 'stay home and don't eat out so much' thing so I decided that I want to have chicken brocolli casserole.  Which I will be making myself because Rhem will be at work.  And that's honestly all that I have planned.  Because if I don't plan anything, I can't get disappointed when plans fall through... right?

These 2 extra days off were so I could be home and relax for once.  Already for Monday I have a huge list of things to do.  I have to drive Rhem to work, I have to get groceries, I have to get supper ready, I have to bring the work cell phone to work so my supervisor will have it for the week.  I have cadets at 6pm.  And I intend to do laundry because none has been done yet.

Tuesday?  Rhem will again be at work.  I will be making supper.  And I intend to read, front to back, "Paper Towns" by John Green.  I'm already 8 chapters into it and I do not intend to do anything except read for the day and make supper in the evening.

Happy Birthday, Sham, Happy Birthday.