Man, almighty... yesterday was absolutely awful! I'm the bubbly type of person who loves, loves, loves birthdays. Mostly, I love other people's birthdays and I love it when they get sang to. That's probably my favorite.
I'm still sick. I stayed up until 7:30 in the morning coughing like crazy. I coughed so hard that I couldn't help but vomit :*( Grrreat start to my birthday! I was able to get some sleep and wake up just in time to eat some lunch with my husband before he had to run to work. He was a sweetheart and went to the grocery store to buy the only thing that sounded good to me... carrots, for some reason.
Then I watched some TV with my dog. She's the sweetest. My mother in-law called me and sang to me- that was really nice.
I was super bummed that I was alone and sick. But I was alone because I was sick... I understood that, but it's still kind of depressing.
Then my mom called me. It started out okay, but the conversation quickly turned sour. It was a couple handfuls of issues that simply weren't appropriate birthday talk... worse than anything I could bring myself to type here.
Upset, hurt, and crying, I called my husband at work. He said he was going to surprise me, but he wanted to make me feel better quicker... he told me he was coming home early from work so I wouldn't be alone for the last 2 hours of my birthday.
He stopped off and bought me roses...
He also bought chocolate because "chocolate makes everybody feel better."
Thankfully, the last couple of hours of that horrible day weren't so horrible. I look forward to this weekend. We'll be celebrating my birthday by going out to dinner and then spending the evening with friends.
Until next time...