le lapin gris |
i am not actually un lapin. i am, however, sometimes gray. |
My birthday began in the most awesome way. My mom and I drove to my friend C’s place after I got off of work on Friday. We were just lounging around when Boy called around 11:50ish. Talk, talk, talk, and then C screamed “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Silence from my mom. I told Boy he was late, but he said his clock had not yet turned so to just be patient and wait. A few seconds later, he’s like “happy birthday.” Of the many years we’ve known each other, we’ve only been able to do this a few times, because Boy sleeps early. This time, he was coming back from meeting friends for drinks downtown!! But all he had was diet coke. He wears it proud.
While I was on the phone, my mom was telling my friend her labor story. They looked very engrossed. After the phone call, I told my mom she still hadn’t said it yet. So she jumped off the couch, screamed “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” and squeezed my ribcage until I nearly broke.
Unnecessary hoopla is a good thing sometimes :)