[ Wednesday, June 21, 2006 ]
'a happy birthday to me a happy birthday to me' sing along everybody!
Today's my birthday & honest to God that was the song going through my head this morning when I woke up & made my way to the bathroom. Because even though I sometimes still feel like I'm 12 or 13 or even 16, my bladder knows I'm getting older & the john is my first visit of the morning.
I think from the 18th birthday on I've pretty much had the worst luck ever on my birthday. I remember quite a few birthdays in a row just sucking. The last 3 have not been bad though. And I remember thinking, maybe last year, that the bad luck birthday streak may have ended. Yesterday, I thought it was back. I had a beautiful day for the most part. Dad took my Jeep to have the air conditioner fixed & get an oil change while I watched Cody. On my way to pick up the Jeep & give his truck back to him I kept thinking about how great it would be to just turn on the air conditioner in the evenings after the Jeep's been sitting in the sun all day & it's 405 degrees inside there. I thought about how great it would be to not have my face melt off every day on my way back home. How my drive from Campton to Grassy Creek wouldn't be accompanied by the need to vomit. How I wouldn't have to drink 5 bottles of Gatorade just to make it through the trip without dehydrating or dying from a heat stroke.
Ok. So maybe I'm exaggerating a little. But on those days when it's crawling past 90, inching into 92, 94, it's m effing hot.
I took Dad's truck home. Went inside to get my keys. I asked "Did they fix it?" Dad just shook his head 'no'.
I heard my heart plop all the way down to the basement floor.
Then he handed me the $150.00 receipt which read 'traced wiring problem for a/c, worked a minute, then quit'.
I thought my head was going to go through the roof.
Twenty dollars for an oil change. One hundred thirty dollars for jack shit. I just bawled. I could still cry over it. I don't care to pay that much to have something fixed. But I hate paying that much for nothing. For absolute nothing.
So my heart was heavy last night.
But apparently, that was only day-before-birthday bad luck. Cause when I stumbled to the computer this morning & checked my mail, I had these waiting on me.
Oh, I was so tickled when I saw the subject line 'Tubing in Red River' in my inbox. Then when I opened those up I couldn't quit laughing. Technology is just the best.
So right now I'm doing laundry cause this afternoon we're leaving for Ohio to see Ani DiFranco. (The reason I needed the air conditioner fixed yesterday. I just hope we don't get stuck in road work or something, cause we'll die. Literally die.)
But I'm so excited about the concert!
Birthday concerts rock!
a happy birthday to me a happy birthday to me, everybody sing!
~ Rebecca 9:45 AM [+]
