Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Bye Gay Pride – Hello Birthday!
Let’s just say that Gay Pride wiped me OUT this year. On Thursday I was at a happy hour that went until 10pm. Then, I went to bed at 5:30am on both Friday and Saturday nights and by the time I woke up for the parade on Sunday, I looked at Paul and said “Please don’t make me go.” He laughed and was super cool about it and we ended up having our only little family gay pride parade. We took Tyler out for a walk and with us when we went to a nice lunch. It was exactly the day I needed after running around NYC like a lunatic.
This week has been all about getting ready for the upcoming birthday festivities. Here’s my shortlist of what my plans are:
Friday: My brother comes to town for a night of videogames, drinks, pizza, videogames, drinks, pizza – rinse and repeat.
Saturday: My parents join my brother and me at my apartment and they bring our family dog with them (We are dogsitting for them while they are on vacation for a week – Tyler is psyched!). My parents have planned some birthday games and we will have drinks, eat pizza, play games, open presents – rinse and repeat.
Sunday: My actual birthday! I’m spending the day with Paul and I’m hoping he plans something fun. Otherwise I’ll be depressed and watching TV all day.
Monday: My brother comes back to my apartment having been kicked out the day before. We play videogames and hang out and get ready to meet up with Angie and Kelly for a nice dinner and some dancing. Twill be a night that goes WAY too late.
Tuesday: 4th of July! I’m throwing a party at my apartment that will entail more drinks (at this point, I will completely sick of vodka/redbull and Pinot Grigio). We will hang out, make some new friends, and walk two blocks to South Street Seaport to see an AMAZING fireworks display. When the fireworks end, so do I.
Wednesday: The day of rest . No drinks. No games. No guests in my apartment. Just me, the two dogs, a little of Paul and a whole day of movies, trash TV and whatever food I feel like shoving into my face.
Thursday: Back to work, cursing under my breath the whole time.
Pretty great, overall, eh?
This is the first birthday in years that I’ve planned completely on my own. That could explain why I feel a little down about the whole thing. I know it will turn out to be a fantastic weekend, but I feel like there aren’t any surprises waiting for me and if you know Joe, you know that he loves surprises.
Next year is my 30th and I count on that to be a major blow out. So this year, I’m going to do my best to have no expectations. If I can manage to actually do that, I know that I will have a wonderful time all around.
My friends and family are incredible people and I know they’ll go out of their way to make sure I’m happy. Maybe I’m a little sad cuz it’s the calm before the storm. I get like that sometimes. But then the event comes and I fully enjoy myself. So it’s probably a good thing that I’m feeling a little pth about it at the moment.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll finally take it up the ass on my birthday this year!
That could be a present that is LONG overdue.
Surely I will report back on all of this and definitely expect some posts between now and my big day.
And lastly…I still haven’t heard back about the audition I did last week. That is very discouraging, but I’m not getting bent out of shape about it. If it wasn’t meant to be, it wasn’t meant to be. I just can’t figure out WHY I didn’t get a call. I thought they loved me. Harumph.
Take care all!
Let’s just say that Gay Pride wiped me OUT this year. On Thursday I was at a happy hour that went until 10pm. Then, I went to bed at 5:30am on both Friday and Saturday nights and by the time I woke up for the parade on Sunday, I looked at Paul and said “Please don’t make me go.” He laughed and was super cool about it and we ended up having our only little family gay pride parade. We took Tyler out for a walk and with us when we went to a nice lunch. It was exactly the day I needed after running around NYC like a lunatic.
This week has been all about getting ready for the upcoming birthday festivities. Here’s my shortlist of what my plans are:
Friday: My brother comes to town for a night of videogames, drinks, pizza, videogames, drinks, pizza – rinse and repeat.
Saturday: My parents join my brother and me at my apartment and they bring our family dog with them (We are dogsitting for them while they are on vacation for a week – Tyler is psyched!). My parents have planned some birthday games and we will have drinks, eat pizza, play games, open presents – rinse and repeat.
Sunday: My actual birthday! I’m spending the day with Paul and I’m hoping he plans something fun. Otherwise I’ll be depressed and watching TV all day.
Monday: My brother comes back to my apartment having been kicked out the day before. We play videogames and hang out and get ready to meet up with Angie and Kelly for a nice dinner and some dancing. Twill be a night that goes WAY too late.
Tuesday: 4th of July! I’m throwing a party at my apartment that will entail more drinks (at this point, I will completely sick of vodka/redbull and Pinot Grigio). We will hang out, make some new friends, and walk two blocks to South Street Seaport to see an AMAZING fireworks display. When the fireworks end, so do I.
Wednesday: The day of rest . No drinks. No games. No guests in my apartment. Just me, the two dogs, a little of Paul and a whole day of movies, trash TV and whatever food I feel like shoving into my face.
Thursday: Back to work, cursing under my breath the whole time.
Pretty great, overall, eh?
This is the first birthday in years that I’ve planned completely on my own. That could explain why I feel a little down about the whole thing. I know it will turn out to be a fantastic weekend, but I feel like there aren’t any surprises waiting for me and if you know Joe, you know that he loves surprises.
Next year is my 30th and I count on that to be a major blow out. So this year, I’m going to do my best to have no expectations. If I can manage to actually do that, I know that I will have a wonderful time all around.
My friends and family are incredible people and I know they’ll go out of their way to make sure I’m happy. Maybe I’m a little sad cuz it’s the calm before the storm. I get like that sometimes. But then the event comes and I fully enjoy myself. So it’s probably a good thing that I’m feeling a little pth about it at the moment.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll finally take it up the ass on my birthday this year!
That could be a present that is LONG overdue.
Surely I will report back on all of this and definitely expect some posts between now and my big day.
And lastly…I still haven’t heard back about the audition I did last week. That is very discouraging, but I’m not getting bent out of shape about it. If it wasn’t meant to be, it wasn’t meant to be. I just can’t figure out WHY I didn’t get a call. I thought they loved me. Harumph.
Take care all!
