Yes, today is my birthday.
Yes, today is a Tuesday.
I don’t mind entirely because a.) I can wear purple shoes, and b.) I’m used to celebrating my birthday…not on my birthday. [With my friends at least. Tonight the fam and I are eating Japanese because I want sushi, and I want it now! 😛 ] That little thing called “Thanksgiving” steals my thunder. The only solution is to move to Canada. Their Thanksgiving is in October.
Now, because I feel like it, here’s Gracie…cuddling with my knee on the way to Grandma and Grandpa’s on Turkey Day. 2cute.
Ok, yes, this is 100% random, but it’s my birthday so I can be as random as I want. You can’t kiss Oscar Wilde’s tomb stone any more! I’m mainly upset because I didn’t do it when we visited Pere Lachaise cemetery. Not that I was particularly fond of his poems or novels [or even read any of them]- I actually didn’t know he was this supposed ‘ladies man’ until my professor told us. But, you know, it would be cool to say you did that ya? Also, fun fact: we visited the cemetery the day after Michael Jackson died. Now I will always associate Michael Jackson with Oscar Wilde.