Good Monday, everyone! Before I go any further with my post I wanted to announce the winner of the Hoo-rag from my giveaway post on Thursday: by use of a random number generator app from Apple, Didi is the winner and proud owner of a new Hoo. Congratulations Didi! Send me your address and I’ll get your rag out ASAP!
Yesterday was my birthday.
Notice how I wrote that with simplicity. Very matter-of-fact. No all-cap sentences like, ‘YESTERDAY WAS ANOTHER BIRTHDAY FOM HELL!’ Could it be that the voodoo mojo has moved on? You may remember this post in which I explain that my birthdays are notorious for being jinxed – hexed – cursed – whatever you want to call it. But this year I am happy to say was different, thanks to my husband. He had the brilliant idea to celebrate my birthday a day early, on the 16th – with a surprise trip to a spa where I had my feet and face polished & prettied up almost beyond recognition.
Now, am under no assumption that my feet are even remotely attractive but today I am showing them off because:
a) they won’t be out from under my socks and boots again until Springtime,
b) these size 9’s are as smooth as a baby’s bottom, and
c) that nail polish changes from gold to purple in the right lighting which, even though you can’t see it, is pretty darned cool.
Pedicures and facials are things that I never treat myself to so those were very thoughtful and sweet gifts. We then went out for a very nice dinner where the food was so good I immediately decided to save half of it for lunch the next day. Well, that – AND because I was saving room for a piece of birthday cake. Craig had half of his meal boxed as well, but by the time dessert came along we were both borderline uncomfortable, so we decided to get our cake boxed as well. That way I could have cake on my actual birthday.
I thought about that cake all night. When I woke up yesterday morning and started into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, imagine my horror to find all of our leftovers still on the kitchen counter. NOOOoooo!!!
Everything went into the trash. Yes, even the cake 
The restaurant boxed it with a mound of real whipped cream on top, which I’m sure looked beautiful on Saturday night, but on Sunday my birthday cake was sitting in a soggy, runny mess of cream. (this is the part of the story where I’m supposed to write, ‘but look at all of the calories I saved….’) Sorry; the memory is still just too painful.
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This week I have an appointment at our local hospital’s pain clinic. Wednesday morning at 7 AM I’ll be waiting for another treatment which I hope will help my back: a spinal injection. Just the sound of that makes me shudder, but I am assured by my friends that I’ll be okay and by my family that I’m running out of options. I’m hopeful that this will work. Last summer was dedicated to recuperating from surgery. This summer I intend on spending my 43rd year on this earth enjoying more of my life instead of watching as it goes on without me.
Wish me luck.
Oh no! The leftovers were ruined? GAH! I understand!
Yes, sadly – prime rib, chicken with plum sauce….and a piece of cake that I’d drive an hour to get a bite of. It was a horrible sight! lol
Wishing you luck and relief from the pain.
Your feet look fabulous and I bet they feel even better. I love a good pedi. Will be thinking of you on Wednesday!
thank you for sending good wishes my way. I have GOT to find a treatment before mid-March! I’ve got somewhere very important to be
And I forgot the most important thing – HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!
Happy belated birthday:)
Thank you, Karen
Happy birthday! Here’s to lifting that crazy curse! It’s trying to hang on, but I feel like your cake sacrifice should appease the “Yourdoomedtohaveshittybirthday” Gods. Go out somewhere for a piece of cake this week, and enjoy the heck out of it.
Last year I finally got the hex removed off of my birthday, and it was such a relief. We planned our trip to St. Louis, and then visited my grandmother who lives on a farm in the middle of freaking nowhere. I told them I was NOT leaving until the day of my birth had passed. For my bday Granny made me an angel food cake, and a blueberry pie for Cubs cause he isn’t a cake person. We also saw lots of shooting stars the night before my birthday. Curse officially lifted. No more cancer, comas, being ignored, being taken to dinner and then humiliated, being heavily criticized by a parent while AT WORK and in front of friends, or any other crud that has no business taking place on a bday. From now on we plan a wee getaway and I turn my damn phone off on the 12th of August.
Heh heh – I wouldn’t subject any poor aesthetician to the sight of my horrible Dr Jekyll/Mr Hyde feet (R foot is barely passable; L foot is a horror show!).
Glad you had a nice BD – my hubby tricked me! Since he’ll be out of town on The Actual Day, we went to movie (“Side Effects”, two thumbs up!) & dinner yesterday… I had soup & salad, then we split their wonderful tiramisu. P yanked out his CC & told me this could be my BD dinner – I said Wait a minute! I should have had the salmon! I’ve been ROBBED
I DIDN’T EVEN HAVE ANY WINE!!??!!
You have a birthday in February, too? Happy birthday to you, Val
You’re darned right you were robbed!! At LEAST the salmon! lol
Wow, talk about un-intentional diet control! Sorry to hear about your birthday food and cake, but I guess some part of your body is happy.
Will you celebrate another day with a dessert out?
Lisa, I fully intend on getting me that piece of cake! It hasn’t happened yet but my birthday and vacation are the only times during the whole year when I indulge without any remorse or guilt. I’ve earned that cake! lol
Happy Birthday, my friend and the spa gift was excellent! I love those. When you started the leftover/cake story, my first thought was that you were going to report how much the dogs enjoyed your birthday cake! But the outcome was just as tragic. At least you weren’t dealing with sick dogs!!
Thank you, Sharon. I hope you’re feeling pretty well these days.
Oh, if the dogs had gotten a hold of them – I can’t even imagine. They probably would have eaten the styrofoam as well! lol
Happy birthday! In future send all cake to me, not the bin!
Hey, thank you Tim! Good to see you and I hope you’re doing well. Noted: all cake to Tim. Got it!
Belated happy birthday wishes and condolences on the cake!
And from my size 10s to your size 9s: Looking good!
Aww – thank you, Cammy. Is there anyone (besides feet models, of course) who likes their feet? I don’t know anyone! As for the cake – maybe one day I’ll be able to post about it. Right now though, it’s still just too soon to talk about.
Happy day of birth you dear, funny sweet woman!
You wanna know where my mind went when I read about the leftovers being left out? I thought, “oh no…I hope this story doesn’t end with someone needing to throw up!” BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
And? For the record? I think I have attractive feet. Seriously.
Sending positive thoughts for Wednesday.
I want to see those feet! If they’re that good, you deserve some outstanding polish to put on them and maybe even a toe ring!
Thank you for the thoughts regarding Wednesday, Karen. I’ll take ‘em!
And many thanks for the birthday wishes, you dear friend. xo
Happy birthday, my sweet friend! I hope this coming year will be much better than the one before!
I love your nail polish! Like Karen, I also think my feet are quite nice, but only once I wax the hair off my toes.
Thank you so much, Hanlie. I envy your pretty feet
OH NOESS! And I was upset over a 6 inch sub left out overnight. LOL SOwwy! Happy Birthday though! I’d ask for a do-over if I were you. Even if it was in 6 months on your unbirthday.
Aww!! Thank you for the birthday wishes, Mrs. Swan
and CONGRATS on your 5K! That is something I have had on my bucket list forever!