So April 21st was my birthday.
I turned 22.
No I didn't.
Anyway-it began with two phone calls at midnight...one from SeeStephGo and one from PrincessSean, which was delightful.
In the morning, I headed out to work, and was greeted by a homemade Lemon cupcake (MAH FAVRIT) from Babs as well as some adorable birthday cards from co-workers, as well as a CANDY BAR and a CHOCOLATE BIRTHDAY CAKE.
Then? Husband? SENT ME FLOWERS AT WORK. This? Was epic. Just so you guys know. And they are lovely! They are still sitting on my desk smelling all niiiice, and flowerrrry, and like I HAVE FLOWERS AND YOU DON'T COWORKERS.
That was mean.
Whatever, it's my birthday, allow me to gloat.
Then? DaddyCap organized a Birthday Email Campaign by having his friends and co-workers, who I don't know, email me birthday wishes ALL DAY. And while this started out as unsettling and creepy, it swiftly became UTTERLY AWESOME and was ridiculously sweet.
Then of course I had an epic level voice mail from Lurrrver17....he was singing. For a really long time.
And and cards, calls, emails from family all day...culminating in a rehearsal laden with homemade brownies and cookies, and then dinner and drinks with a few pals.
SPEAKING of dinner and drinks? JimmyDean TOTES came out with us, which was awesome. So it was me, RoTund, JimmyDean and SeeStephGo. And as we were devouring the GIGANTIC GOBLET OF BROWNIE AND ICE CREAM AND FUDGE, JimmyDean starts telling us about this scary ass dream his friend had.
And you guys? It was a scary ass dream. And he's telling us in such a way, the I literally hid inside my sweatshirt, I become so afraid. This story was followed by SeeStephGo and RoTund saying how they CREEPILY avoided various tragedies by "feelings" and "gut instincts". This kind of shit? ALWAYS freaks my ass out. So, basically, after dinner I am operating at some high adrenalin levels...
I then drive RoTund and SeeStephGo back to [Scary Ass Old House We Perform On the Lawn Of] and it's dark...and late...and there is a suspicious car in the parking lot. And we're all "oooooo! Suspicious carrrrr!" So I pull in, put the car in park and...
RoTund:[screams in utter terror] OH MY GOD! AAHHHHHH!
And then? I screamed...long and loud and in full of fear...so scared? That I swiftly began sobbing. Like HEAVY SOBBING. I just completely dissolved into heaving sobs and streaming tears.
RoTund was KIDDING of course...there were no zombies/vampires/Squirtten's coming out of the darkness to eat my brains.
This event, however, has shown me how utterly useless I am in terms of being level headed in times of terror.
I.E., when the Zombies Come.