happy birthday to me. happy birthday to me! happy birthday dear meeeeeeeee. Happy birthday to me!
It was my birthday yesterday!
Seeing that all my friends were co-workers and most have been relocated to other parts of the country or they are uncomfortable around me because of my gender identity or bipolar.... I spent my birthday weekend mostly alone. But you know what? It was the best fucking b-day EVA! (yea I just said eva. if that bothers you go read another blog).
Thursday, 5 months worth of unemployment checks cleared my bank account (I won my case against the unemployment board) so it was a happy day. I've never been so (albeit briefly) rich! I visited all my favorite grocery stores and bought only the most exotic food i could find, or things I've never had before. Then I paid all my bills, my entire car insurance policy, and paid off ALL of my debt from the 3 maxed out credit cards I own! WOOOOOOOO! There was still some to spare.
Friday I drove north along the coast and visited the beautiful rolling hills of Carlsbad. Then later I went out to eat at my favorite Mexican taco place. Then took the trolley downtown for the evening and hung out.
Saturday I went out to lunch at a Persian restaurant with my dad and his partner (it was sooooo good) and then we had birthday cake later on (gluten free, dairy free, yeast free, soy free red velvet.... amazingly good as well). Then I went out shopping at Target and Ross where I got some clothes and cooking stuff and an ipod. That evening I went out dressed as Alex in my new clothes. Ended up at a gay dance club (strippers and bar included). They were hosting a cross-dressing theme and a drag show. It was wild, to say the least.
Sunday (D-day!... both metaphorically and literally. Its a terrible date to be born on.) I slept in. Took a shower and got dressed up in heels, my Vickie wig, a bright orange African hand purse and a bright yellow peasant shirt. I had breakfast somewhere around 2 in the afternoon at my favorite Thai restaurant where I had soup and read a book: a 400 pg literary "review" of Fitzgerald and Hemingway. Came home and went to a second hand shop and got some more clothes (for Alex.... btw... it is difficult to try on clothes for a gender that you are not "in". its disorienting) and came home trying to figure out how to widen my shoulders. I went off to Jo Ann fabrics and got womens shoulder pads and impulsively bought a pattern and cloth to make an apron. Came home, changed into my new Alex ensemble, my roommate came home and freaked out that my boobs were gone, I made pizza (see my post
on my other blog), watched one of my favorite tv shows (ReGenisis) and called it a night.
It was a really good weekend!
4 comments:
sounds Fabulous! Happy birthday!
thanks!
Hey, it's Andrew in Memphis!
Happy late birthday!
I check your blog often...I never get a chance to comment because I don't have the internet at my house(I'm flat broke and can't afford it, it's very frustrating), so I kinda have to sneek at work. I work at a local museum and I'm constantly dealing with the public, so I have no time to myself.
Rebecca, anybody who wouldn't be there for you on your birthday because they do not feel comfortable isn't a real friend. A friend's job is to be there for you no matter what you are going through or how you define yourself....especially when you are going through a difficult time.
I know that in the all too brief time I had to share with you, you left an indelible impression on me. During the last days I had in that beautiful city of San Diego I finally had a friend to show me around and share some time and conversation...plus it was really cool to have someone to talk about art with at the old SDMA. I'm lucky to have met you.
Glad you had a good birthday weekend, wish I was around in San Diego so we could celebrate proper. Red velvet cake....Mmmmm, my favorite...probably be really interesting to have it gluten free, dairy free, and yeast free.
Be cool. Drop me a line. I still have your email saved, I'll message you when I get a chance...wish people still used the post office, letter writing is a lost art form.
A.
Hey Andrew! So good to hear from you! That is great that you are working at an art museum! If you are ever in San Diego again, you know who to call!
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