Thank You! Come Again!

Thank you all for your sweet birthday wishes! My birthday totally rocked the cat box! Or locked the cashbox. Or however you happen to sing that song. It was the BEST EVER!

It was thrilling to realize this year that I am the meaning of life. If you don't know what I mean, shoot me an email. What fun! It was also much fun that my Hunny gave me the best possible gift he could give - lots of little things that I could give away to make people around me happy

For instance: a pack of sparkly sticker made many patients at work happy this weekend. None of them really want to be in treatment for their eating disorders, and the unstructured weekend is always tough on them, but this last week was brutal (lots of drama on the unit). Sparkly stickers brought smiles to faces.

Bags of Dove chocolate. What woman doesn't love getting chocolate from her Hunny? And what woman's fellow techs and nurses, frazzled from the long weekend with stressed patients, don't love the surprise of chocolate?

Bubble necklaces - you know the kind. Little pink plastic stars to hang around the neck, complete with bubble solution and tiny wands. The day time techs blew bubbles at patients all day, brightening the mood. The adolescent tech had a girl whose best friend was in a tragic accident - stickers and bubbles won't solve everything, but every smile counts in that situation.

Most fun of all was torturing the night nurse with video from the Weird Al CD that was in the bag. Watching Donny Osmond dance in front of the green screen makes me laugh EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I'll include the video at the end, so you can laugh, too. He's the epitome of white and nerdy.

A good friend gave me a bag of fun as well! A tiara, a glow in the dark wand and a pair of wings! At work the girls call me the pee fairy, since I wake them early on Monday mornings and tell them to pee before the phlebotomist arrives to do his vampire thing. Then I suction said pee into vials and label them. It's a lovely job. The pee fairy moniker only makes it more lovely. The tiara and glowing wand certainly gave me pizazz! Waking to a fat 42 year old tech in a neon green tiara, holding a wand, made girls smile. Waving the wand in a dark room to watch the glow make patterns, however? Not so bright. The star topper went flying across the room. Glad it didn't hit the patient in the dark. She got up, though. Heh.

Yes. This has been the best birthday EVER. I didn't even tell you all about my Hunny taking me and a best friend out to eat at an Irish pub and restaurant. Or the coffee house we drifted to afterwards and were treated to belly dancing. The Hunny leans over, as a dancer came close (they are fantastic dancers, BTW), and asked if I had a dollar to tuck in her waistband. I said no. Then he asked if I had a check. I believe I might have considered taking off my shoe to beat him at that point.

Even the weekend BEFORE my birthday was great! My mommy and I went to a really cool craft bazaar and wandered through every booth. The weather was crisp and cool and perfect. And my mommy bought me the coolest jewelry for my birthday! See it? It is SO MUCH FUN to wear!!! I wear it nearly every day.

So. All I'm really trying to say is that this birthday has been the best. I've only had about FOUR MILLION Face Crack messages, which is always fun. Somehow it leaked out that I was old. And I love it. So thank you. Thank you all for being the best cyber friends a girl could ever have.

As my gift to all of you! The green screen video.

Until I write again ...

Flea