Happy Birthday To Me???

For the first time in four years, I did not get the exact same birthday card from my father. Which made me sad in a way as I was collecting them and in a couple of more years was planning on making a necklace. I give him credit for still finding a card that manages to laugh AT me upon opening it but at least it isn't the same goofy tiger but rather was replaced with a fairy holding an umbrella (insert the annoying Rhianna song).

No, it isn't my birthday so please hold your accolades. No, tonight I went out to Surrey (giant hole east of Vancouver... if you're offended too bad, it sucks) for dinner for my Dad's wife's birthday. Yes, the step monster got a year older but not a year closer to death by my guess. No, I think as she gets older, she gains more strength & power so that one day she will be able to eat my head with one giant bite.

Yes, every year on August 20, I trek out to Surrey to attend a birthday dinner and give her my overpriced present. This year was of no exception and I was phoned & informed that she would like an overpriced shampoo & conditioner she saw on Oprah that you can only find at Holt Renfrew (therefore, I've also concluded that she comes downtown several times a year and doesn't phone so I can see why I would want to buy her presents.... )

I sound bitter I know but you see, my birthday is NEXT week so my dad kills two birds with one stone when I go out for the dinner. When we arrived at my sister's place and was getting out of the car, my dad asks "do you have a purse". I thought he was ensuring I took everything out of the car when he all of the sudden hands me my envelope. No pomp & circumstance. No Happy Birthday just a quick shove under my nose & he turned and walked into the house...... thanks?

At least I knew right then and there I would be free next week because GOD FORBID I have a birthday dinner with my father. Seeing him twice within a week. (so side bar: I'm free next monday... drinks anyone?????)

No, now I probably won't see him til around Christmas and considering I am planning on going somewhere hot this year (vowed that to myself as I was trekking thru a foot of snow in Edmonton.... Seeing as I didn't get a chance to see any of the Ukranians, I didn't even get any freakin' Perogies last year... NO! this year I'm drinking Pina Colodas while tanning on a beach and I don't care who's around!). So in light of said vacation plans, I probably could push off seeing him til about March. Five bucks says I don't speak to him now til October.