9 posts tagged “birthdays”

I found this link thanks to Rogue's entry. 

Anyone who has not gotten the duality and stubbornness of the average Libran, suss this out, it's eerily me.  Except for the sweet stuff.  I have a sweet tooth a mile wide, but I don't bring sweet stuff into the house for fear of putting myself into a diabetic coma.  :)  How about you guys?  Do you think this site was accurate of you?

You know what, I will STILL argue that I'm not indecisive.  I do take a long time to make up my mind, but because my too serious outlook on any question, desires a well thought out response.  Just like the article, once I've made my mind up, I'm pretty emphatic about what I think.  I'm sure the author of that entry if reading this, would be sitting back with an amused gleam in their eye thinking "case rested". 

* AW GAWD I just realised that that link also cruds on about Librans being Venices...that wasn't the part I was agreeing to - I'm not that self involved! 

GF has been on a total mission this week to stir things up between Angel and I, but failed miserably.  It's getting quite petty and showing her up for the total mischief manipulating person that she has been lately.

1. Firstly my desk phone rang off the hook from her desk phone on Monday late morning.  I'd just come out of running an orientation for a new starter, still fighting off the vestiges of a migraine so I was groggy and really couldn't be arsed to tell you the truth, to deal with whatever latest mood swing or demand for attention that GF was planning on throwing my way, especially if the calls were so insistent and she wasn't leaving a message or sending an email.  Finally I answered her 6th attempt, and got told in scandalised, pretending to be loftily casual tones, that Nanna* had walked downstairs in her work building and ran smack dab into Angel to run his new job's orientation!  She somehow discovered from THAT ..I shudder to think how... that one of Angel's ancient ex's whom he lived with for 6 years, sits right next to her.  Oh whoopee. I had mental images of getting little gossipy snipey calls from GF with more and more frequency. So I sent him a casual email telling him about it to give him a heads up that one of GF's friends is working around him and to top it off, his ex (in case they don't get on).  He was bemused and told me all about it even though I told him he didn't have to that I wasn't fishing.  They are still friendly, she came down from north of the state with her partner to work in Perth and he briefly wished her well.  So that little attempt to stir just backfired a) because I know it's none of my business and b) because he told me anyway despite us only being friends.  * a mutual friend who I've not heard from much since GF has been back, the good natured fretter whose back behind which GF and her new #1 bestest buddy snipe, which should've warned me in itself.
2. Now secondly for the cracker.  Tuesday night GF ran into Angel at the cricket with one of her buddies. I got the email of course, bright & early the next morning telling me she had run into him and trailing off after saying that she said hello (trying to bait me into buying into asking what happened .. I KNOW she'd have loved for him to have joined her and her friend or attempting to hit on her if the way she's acted around DarkHorse was anything to go by) So of course I bite but more out of amusement. I know his feelings about her so I'm in no doubt about how pally or more to the point, NOT, that he would've been so there is no apprehension in my question.  I get a reply of "oh I copped the usual abuse".  Uh huh.  He doesn't abuse her.  Even when she's drunkenly ranted at him a few years ago.  So I asked her what on earth he said.  Her eventual admission?  He said "I'm good thanks" and sailed right on past her when she asked him how he was to try to buy into a conversation.  :)  YES. Is it petty to be smug that he completely blew her off?  I mentally did a little chuckle.  This morning I finally casually told him about the conversation, his reaction "she said WHAT? :) what a little B*TCH!  you'd do so well to completely distance yourself from her!".

Having said all this, I miss the friendship before she started meddling or getting so narcissistic when the friendship was just so easy.  Maybe she'll mellow.  Meantime I'm going to a movie (gold class) with GF on Saturday belatedly for her bday.  I feel duplicitous but this is for her birthday and I won't be a tight arse - we'll get through this birthday gift then I'll sort things out with her or distance myself while she goes through this phase.  Meantime, Angel's been a great friend dare I say it, giving advice on car suppliers when i am about to go car shopping with a new friend, asking how I've been, excited for me about registering for studies.. and I'm not hanging my hopes on him, meantime I've been talking a bit with a guy who has been working away on site who I met on a dating site..dubious about any results off those sites though and meantime removed my profile putting it down to a holiday season whim and still have a crush on RogerRamjet (like the nickname? he's tall broadshouldered, chiselled features, but a really nice guy too..the separated guy).

What to get the lady with everything. 

That's the question that drove me nuts all day while trying to forget the handbags at dawn incident.  My sister is comfortably wealthy.  Almost at barfably so and heading that way. If she wants something, she goes out and buys it.  Simple.

Not so simple for her much more budget-conscious sister paying a mortgage by herself on one income when her birthday rolls around.  I like to find thoughtful gifts, something that the person will realise they really wanted or loved rather than a plastic wrapped basket of soaps.

SO I finally gave up and went with something safe after tossing around ideas of chocolates (for the choccie craving pregnant lady), a voucher for a pregnancy massage from a day spa (she gets those without fail whether pregnancy related or no, every year from someone or several people) or a memory card for her new digital camera but the new camera has that much memory she has no need for one and if she did she probably already got one.  Darn.  So I've ordered hopefully what will be a georgeous display of roses and aseatic lillies with lots of exotic greenery with it in an elegant glass vase.  I'm praying she loves them as she is as much of a sucker for flowers as I am. 

How cheap am I - a decent bunch of flowers from someone I'm half attracted to... mmm they'd be mighty popular.  Pick the girl who has been single far too long huh.. *snort*

I told my brother about what I'd done for my sister's birthday, and he sent me a one sentence response "oo boy I just hope you don't outdo her hubby or he won't appreciate it!".  heh heh... she expects flowers from him on anniversaries and birthdays.  If he doesn't she pouts.

Ok, given up on DarkHorse altogether.  Not once did he wish me a happy birthday.  He'd forgotten about dinner until his diary reminded him that he had "a dinner" with me and my friends on last night.  More than given up I don't want him any more. I still think he's a great guy in some respects.

SOOO you're possibly wondering whether GF was silly enough to push herself at DarkHorse.  It was the other way around.  I don't know if she just has a thing for DarkHorse in particular, or if Scuba's harsh comments to her recently about his expectations from a woman just spurred her to action, but she looked fantastic.  She had gone all out in a frock that she'd self admittedly spent far too much money on.  She has started exploring the world of makeup this week.  She even got me to help her apply it before we went.  GF turned heads at the pub that I'd arranged for this dinner to be at and rightly so.

DarkHorse was there, but just about completely ignored me.  He spent the whole time trying to charm my female friends, but it didn't take him long to zone in on GF.  He invited her to join him at his tennis club's open day today, and sat with her most of the night despite his seat being at the opposite end of the table, flirting with GF and Nanna.  I realised something.  He's only there to chase women and to flirt.  I can't judge him for that, it's something I'd do.  But I'd wish the guy whose birthday it was, a happy birthday, and make an effort to talk to him a bit too.  Sure my ego is a little bruised too but I could overlook that but for the simple fact that he's proved himself to only be a social acquaintance rather than a possible good friend despite the fact that at heart he is basically a great guy. I was definitely sensitive about GF spending so much time with him though, given she'd offended me so badly only a week or so ago, by calling me drunk to ask for his phone number and totally snubbing the idea of inviting me.

So, in a nutshell, it was great to spend time with everyone there and that's all that I wanted and appreciated, spending time with a decent selection of my friends - the warmhearted pot smoking hippy vegetarian, the outspoken and brash old old friend who cackled her way through dinner and as always managed to look very glamorous and you'd not pick her as a new mother.  There was the little shy guy who doesn't say boo any time he goes to anything, who apparently has a crush on me, but doesn't say anything and yes I could understand where he was coming from and I didn't want to hurt his feelings either ..and yep I even see the irony... but he's just this little shy mouse who I'd end up walking all over so it could never work.

Anyhow, the numbers dwindled, and soon there was a group of about 7 or 8 of us.  GF and DarkHorse were so immersed in discussing and deciding between them that we were all going to kick on to the "Blue Bar" (changing the name here of course), that I stood back in resentment feeling very annoyed.  GF had not made much effort at all to mingle or to talk to my other friends whom she's never been interested in meeting throughout the evening.  Neither of them bothered to ask what the others would want let alone what I would want. Finally, they informed me that I should want to go to this place. It was one thing for them to bond but another thing altogether to make me feel like I was completely left out and even ignored/dismissed for most of the night.

I mean, c'mon having a group of 15 of my closest friends join you for dinner for my birthday wasn't about gifts .. oh no.  It was all shamelessly about me wanting the attention of a bunch of the people I cared about.  Shameless little attention-whore that I am.  ;)  I was determined not to be a pouty "it's my party and I'll cry if I want to" kind of girl though and shrugged it off or tried to.  I walked away from them telling them I wasn't interested in the Blue Bar and that I was happy to stay at the venue which we were at but said it in a cheery way and they tried to assure me that with a few more drinks I would be in Blue Bar mood.  For all that GF kept saying it was all about me and it was my night (trying to make me out to be an even bigger princess), it wasn't about me or what I wanted at all and the hypocracy of it grated on me.  Finally, after another 10 minutes, DarkHorse turned and asked me across the table what I wanted to do.  That was it, I started to get a little amused-sarcastic and said "ohh ok so it's finally about what I want to do or where I want to go now is it? I was quite happy to stay here!"  GF's radar finally picked up on a mood (gee erm, YA THINK?) and she piped up and girl-gallantly offered to go and buy me a drink, after asking me if I was antsy.  Putting it back on me rather than recognising that I could've been wallpaper for all the attention I'd gotten from them the past few hours.

I made a point of then turning to my other remaining friends who they seemed happy to disregard, and asked them what THEY would like to do.  I gave up to keep the peace and agreed to the BlueBar when noone else seemed totally anti the idea.  We trudged the 15-20 minutes down the road to find the venue, with GF and DarkHorse literally linking arms and walking on ahead with heads turned in towards each other deep in D&M conversation about 20-30 paces ahead of us.  They arrived at the venue ahead of us without once turning around to see where the rest of us were.  If the roles were reversed, GF would've been pretty badly insulted.

We get to the front, there's a $5 entry fee.  That was it, I didn't want a bar of it (no pun intended) given I didn't want to be there in the first place,and rolled my eyes and suggested we head back to where we were.  Again, I get outvoted by those two insisting we go to another yuppy bar instead of back to the one we were at.  We trudge back again, this time GF made a point of walking ahead with her token guy friend whom she had brought along and striding ahead and making little or no effort at all to talk to the others.  DarkHorse stayed back with us but by that stage I'd had enough of him and didn't want to talk to him at all. This whole gushy bonding thing was making me feel rather rejected as childish and as selfish as that sounds.

We get to the next venue and there is a queue.  I'm saying I'm not a big fan of paying entry fees or queing but agreed to wait for a few seconds out the front because the others were quite insistent. At this stage, DarkHorse turns on his heel and tells us he's going to go and quickly departs.  It was odd, but you know at that point I just didn't care to find out what was going on in his head and I was kind of relieved. 

We ended up going back to the venue which we'd left some 50 or so minutes previously, giving up on the line, and GF stood around sulking and surveying the crowd and sat in a corner with her token guy friend watching everyone rather than trying to join me or my friends in conversation. She again tried asking what I wanted to do and I told her - I'd be quite happy to go home now.  I hitched a lift with a friend to save on cab fare, and headed home, actually wishing that she hadn't have been staying with me.  Oh crud.. I've just remembered telling GF and DarkHorse that if they wanted to stay at the BlueBar and kick on that the rest of us could leave them to it. 

So today, I'm left with a rather jaded view on the evening but I'm still really stoked about my friends all making the effort to come along.  I just won't be making much of an effort with DarkHorse at all again (ok so maybe my crush made him uncomfortable but there are better ways to deal with it) or with GF for that matter unless it's just the two of us and no focus on her meeting any of my other friends. So there's my childish sulk for the morning.  ;) 

I got a selection of phone calls and sms's from friends and family wishing me well.  I also got a self absorbed sms asking me when Angel could see me to get his tupperware order from a few weeks ago.  Yes, Angel ordered tupperware.  Anyway, he didn't remember my birhtday.  No biggie.. he forgot last year.  I have been past caring if he'll remember. 

I responded saying that I was catching up with family for my birthday.  A childish hand to play but I wanted to re-humanise myself to him.  Manipulating?  yeah.  I'm not proud of myself.  I guess I get sick of the people who treat me like a convenience and want to remind them that I'm a person. 

The response I got wished me a happy birthday, suggested catching up on the weekend.  Then I got a cheeky sms sent to an ex lover with no harm meant but an assumption given we've hardly spoken in the past few weeks... "I'll give you your present when I see you on the weekend :P "  mmm I knew what he was getting at.  I stewed on it a little but given we've had that kind of thing going in recent months, I really shouldn't have been too insulted.  I ignored it instead and responded gushing about a digital camera that I got from my sister.  Oops.  Of course, the sms I got was another tongue in cheek sms (mobile text) .. yep you guessed it he went there.  "cool we can use it while I give you your birthday present ;)".  Reminder, I've seen this guy on-off for about 2 or so years, through spats ups and downs, lies on his part, but for the most parts he's pretty honest if a bit screwed up. 

I've given up on ever getting anything beyond warm affection from him and deal with him in kind.

Part of me probably got a little cranky because of my dim dark past growing up, stepfather.. you get the idea.  I don't like being objectified.  I don't mind a mutual dalliance, but to be objectified too much ... mm I tend to take it a leetle personally.  Just a smidge. 

I emailed him tonight (I should NOT do that!) saying "So, birthday present huh?  From someone who I’ve hardly spoken to in the past few weeks.. mmm tempting, but let’s stick to giving you the fishtank and your Tupperware hey :P instead of pretty pictures. It’s been a good day.  Been spoilt." .. not exactly snappy but written in an amused way.  I got a reply "oi I've been emailing you at work not realising you had the week off on leave and you didn't tell me it was your birthday" (err I did when i invited him to dinner on Friday just on the offchance he cared enough to want to go as a friend at least and I emailed all my friends to say I'd be off this week but err ok) he was a little too defensive.  I sighed and replied "hey I wasn't growling, was said tongue in cheek. I don't expect you to remember my birthday". 

I need to just let my ego get over it when someone doesn't give a crap beyond a certain point.  But then he goes and does something so thoughtful I start to wonder if there is something more there.  I think I need to just accept the fact that there is a good friendship there but that he also can't forget the spark between us.

On the bright side, two of my other ex's - one in particular who I lived with for over 3.5 years, both contacted me tonight to wish me a happy birthday.  The other ex is more best friend now than he is ex, after going out with him for only 3 months, and now having known him about 12 years.  CopBestFriend called for a brief chat to wish me well and to thank me for being such a good friend.  :)  The thanks was all the present that I needed, but the little green tree froggie is sitting in my bathroom looking very cute.  I think I might use my new digital camera to take a pic of the froggie and of my tea cannisters. 

I'm with Rogue on this one!  I LOVE the rainy weather. 

This is the girl who is on a week's leave from work, been getting a smidge sunburnt all week so far from 30degree celcius weather. Today by comparison is blowing a gale and rain is pounding down the drainpipes outside the loungeroom.  On my birthday (34th thank you very much).  And I couldn't be more thrilled.  An excuse to stay in, drink some of my new tea (refreshing berry green tea from yesterday's gourmet store) with Max the Cat curled up beside me, reading my new (second hand) Terry Pratchett book, receiving calls from well wishers on my further fossilisation, blogging for a little bit, then watching one of the movies that my brother has given me as a present (oh he knows my drug of choice FAR too well!). 

Aside from one quick dash outside to take the bin out (yep I did it the tacky way in my jammies just to top off the mad cat lady image that I've quite possibly cultivated!) I'm sticking to this couch this morning curling up with a movie and a now-jealous-of-the-laptop-and-the-attention-its-getting neutered indoor male cat who is only 2 (in people years he would want me to say).

The only people I don't expect to hear from but it'd be a little nice to be remembered by, are Angel (he forgot last year though so I'm expecting no miracles) and DarkHorse (more likely to know it's this week sometime as he's never found out the date but knows I am celebrating it on Friday at a pub close in to the city)  So that wish is definitely doomed to fail. 

Back to QOTD - well, if lacking the male company (eh sorry but preference is not the movie tea etc if the company is the right kind - then nothing better than knowing you can snuggle up under the doonah with said company, listening to the rain in the very noisy drainpipes BEFORE then watching a movie curled up with a steaming mug of some hot beverage).. I'll take the rest of the picture minus the company if I have to and Max will benefit from it with some extra pats.

I had a blast today snooping around a cute little gourmet store with my canadian aunt.  The store stocks the coolest little decorated tea canisters and loose leaf tea in green tea flavour mixes like "citrus and cinnamon" and "Green berry tea". 

I was also given presents from my aunt, a card from my mother, my brother gave me some cd's and a gift voucher from Bunnings and CopBestFriend's wife came by with two presents, one from her and one from him - totally excessive not necessary in the slightest, a little embarassing but yep I still loved it.  CopBestFriend had snuck back into a store after we'd popped in there the other day to snoop around after a coffee, to grab this cute little frog ornament thing that I admired (it sounds tacky but it's actually quite nice - it looks dead set like a green tree frog). She had been excessive and got me a Guess purse. 

Aunty had bought me a set of 4 bowls that match my dinner setting and dad gave me a George Foreman grill. 

All this and my birthday isn't until tomorrow!  :)  If I can figure out why my mobile vox posting isn't working, I'll put up some pics of the cute little cannisters, and the green trea frog to bore you all silly.

My manager has been on the phone already to ask me where something is.  :)  I know it's terrible but part of me is praying that she's having a hell of a time of it, except it just means I'll be ran off my feet when I return. 

Seeking opinions again - what say you, does it seem wanky, to invite a heap of people to come out and celebrate your further fossilisation and have a drink? Attention seeking? 

I almost didn't do it for this reason.  But the one thing that I want on my birthday is to spend time with friends and even to catch up with a big group of them and have them all getting along.  I LIKE that.  I don't need a present.  In fact, I cringe at the thought that anyone would bring any.  I never mention my birthday with this thought in mind.  If they come, they all make the effort, and they have fun and make an effort to all get along, to me that's enough of a present! 

Well, a bunch of my friends who are important to me have never met DarkHorse, despite him being a small but very interesting force in my social life lately.  I've also invited Angel *wince*.  But hey, Angel is the one who is very cautious to warn me that we're not involved, that I should not present him to my friends as being my b'friend, that he's not ready for commitment and that we're friends.  Ok friend, see how you like this chemistry.  I'm not trying to make him jealous either.  Angel will not make it obvious that there is anything between us, he'll be subtle out of a paranoia ...ooowaah I can't let anyone think we're involved.  Well, we're not.  I have no alliance with anyone that means I need to be loyal.  But I don't play games either and part of me is hoping Angel will just chose not to go.  Because he probably WILL chose not to go. 

Pfft for all I know DarkHorse is going as a platonic friend - even, possibly, one who has a thing for GF or one of her posse.  WHo knows.  I'm over thinking things.  Yes I know - I need to get out more.  Hmm roll on payday!