Monthly Archives: July 2009

Moving On

While everyone else enjoys a fun and/or relaxing weekend, I’ll be dealing with this…

Off to get the uhaul!

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Love You Too, God

I move Friday.  Yesterday I went to my future townhouse to take measurements and all, but let me back up.  Years ago, I was going through a transitional period and feeling lonely and worried.  “Am I where I’m supposed to be?” you know.  It was a bitter cold winter day and I was at work freezing my ass off.  At that time I worked in an old drafty building for a small agency and everyone was out of the office for meetings.  I was there all alone.

I decided to take a break from my work, go into another office with a big window, and daydream or pray or probably cry.  Suddenly a bright red cardinal flew into the scene I was looking at.  It was striking against the snow and the gray of the day.  I don’t know why, but I took it as a sign.  I guess it made me feel like there are always things that will fly into the picture to brighten it up – give it life – bring me joy.

Ever since, and I know this sounds crazy, whenever a bright red cardinal pops into my view it comforts me.  I tell myself it’s “my” cardinal – my guide bird… telling me I’m in the right place and he hasn’t forgotten me.

So yesterday, I was checking out the view off my balcony of my future neighbors’ bird feeders… daydreaming or praying or probably crying…

when HE showed up!

Everything is going to be just fine.

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I think my birthday is my favorite holiday.

This morning my parents sent me an email with the subject:  “July 16, 1968.”  Here are 5 photos from two thousand and nine…

Birthday sunrise:

It’s glorious!  Thanks, God!

My favorite cake (yellow with chocolate icing), brownies, cupcakes, cookies, chips, dip…..

They weren’t kidding about having fun at work.   I love my co-workers.

The Mexican even brought up a bunch of stuff for me at the office… the bottle of wine and the purple rose being two of them below:

Andrea took me out for my traditional birthday steak dinner.  I made a fantastic wish at dessert.

I know it isn’t even 24 hours along, but so far 41 is kicking ass.

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2 More Days!

Born in July, as a kid I was jealous of classmates who got to bring cupcakes and have the teacher and the whole class celebrate non-summer birthdays.  So once I started working I loved jobs where they brought cakes in on birthdays.  I love my birthday!  I will never not want to celebrate how old I am!  Not working for 7 years allowed me to forget about cards “from all of us” and that wonderfully awkwardly wonderful way it feels to be the center of attention.

So when I walked in the break room this morning and saw this note it made me cry…

(…seriously, real tears.  Crying is the new black for me this year).

I foresee a birthday cake for me on Thursday.  Stay tuned!

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Andddd, she’s 18.

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Brown Hair

Man, having a job has really put a cramp in my blogging.  How have you people been doing it all these years?

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