Birthday, birthday, birthday

Birthdays have historically been a way for me to, shamelessly, well celebrate me. As far back as I can remember I basked in the glow of attention and everything that accompanied it. In fact as an elementary schooler I was always irritated that I was never recognized with a birthday cupcake from the Linda the lunchroom lady. Seriously I’ve carried this around for A LOT of years. Maybe this is why I look to go to the nth degree to bring my birthday to forefront. As many of you know I neither shied from the spotlight nor failed to find opportunities to move that light right onto myself. In recent years August 11 brought The Vodka Party (only those with bottles of vodka could enter), the Trifecta where the roof almost caved in, and last year The 40 Days to 40 Countdown with the Birthday Breakfast Surprise. This year, on the 41st anniversary of my birth, I would be happy to report that it was all joyful and mayhem. Notsomuch. I suddenly found myself in the fetal position sobbing! What the heck? I was suddenly overwhelmed with the loss of family and my incredible network of friends. I couldn’t stop crying thinking of the life that I left to start this new one and wondered in frustration how many more times I would be debilitated by the loss and hoping, each time, it will be the last. Let’s hope this time it was.

What's new?

Well can you believe it? It's August and I have nothing to report. Nothing friggin' new to report! Not a darn thing! No job. Still in Eden Prairie. Still training for the Twin Cities Marathon. Still going through my savings hoping that I will have at least $1.00 left in my account before I have a direct deposit from a new employer. And still hoping that my friends will get on a plane to visit me before the snow starts falling in September. Okay, not really, October. Except Lilly, because she thinks it will be "fun" to visit in the winter,so maybe I can convince her to come out for The 124th Winter Carnival at the end of January where I have secretly always wanted to win the beauty contest and be named "Ice Queen". Okay, again, NOT the "Ice Queen", it's actually the "Queen of Snows" but that's way less funny. So, as I was saying...Nothing is new.