I took a few days off to celebrate my birthday and take a breather from work. It was like heaven. My birthday started off a bit rocky. I needed a haircut badly so I went to my hairdresser in the early afternoon. I felt guilty about using 'the cheap stuff' to try and lighten my hair a few weeks back and apologized to her. Yeah, I'm a total pussy. She said it looked fine and offered to highlight it. As you recall I wasn't too hip on the highlighting from before. It looks great when it's down... but like the bride of Frankenstein when I pull my hair back. Guess which way I wear my hair 90% of the time. Yeppers... So anyway, I said okay because I was stupid and she did my hair. The cut looks fabulous. The highlights? I think I'm going to need therapy. I'm not one to wear my hair down. All that flipping back and tucking makes me feel socialitish. I dunno.

The evening rocked my socks off. Cat and Mark showed up with TWO cakes (vanilla for my boring ass and chocolate to mix things up). We hopped in the dirty Rav4 and headed over to Houstons. Jake called beforehand and they said the earliest reservation was 9pm. He called at 5pm. We did it just in case and walked in to a 20 minute wait. Awesome... Two glasses of wine later I was feeling no pain and we enjoyed a great dinner. Once we arrived home I changed into something a little more comfortable (sweats... how romantic) and they brought out the cake. It was awesome. All sorts of awesome.

On Sunday I drove Cat and Jake up the wall trying to find new outfits. People think I'm joking when I give them the 'I HATE shopping and am miserable to be with' warning. Now they know... Monday I took the car in to get the damn radio replaced (thank G-d for warranties) and have it serviced. Tuesday... Tuesday I was a total bum.

I can't tell you the rest of my weekend just yet... but lets just say I was really happy with how it turned out.

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