Birthdays

Y'know, birthdays are funny things.

My birthday was on Sunday. Every time I have a birthday it seems I get forced to think about my friendships, and what it takes to be a good friend and which of my friendships are worth working on. Since my birthday is in the summer there are, inevitably, people who can't make it to the party because they've gone home to their parents' houses, or they're on holiday, or they bought Michael Buble tickets for their mum for her birthday in March and there is no way they are going to pass up an MB concert to come sing karaoke with me and my drunk ass. This is understandable. It's the way that friends express themselves that I find really interesting, because peoples' actions really do show their authentic thoughts. I hope that doesn't sound passive aggressive, but if it does that's too bad because this is my blog and I can write what I bloody well feel like.

I always seem to have this problem when August 22nd rolls around and I always seem to get frustrated and stressed on my birthday, and that's not a nice feeling to feel when you're celebrating the day of your birth. So next year I will plan a party that's as low-key as possible, that would work if it were only GP and I, so that any extra guests will be happy additions to the party and we won't have to worry about who's coming or who booked another party on the same day even though our party was planned months and months in advance.

I'm not too sad about some friends not being able to make it to GP and my combined party (his birthday is on September 4th and we have friends getting married on that day, so we had to re-arrange) because we had an absolutely amazingly fantastic time with the people who did show up. Since I like dressing up, I thought we'd make costumes compulsory. GP decided he'd go for the Joaquin Phoenix look and I did Ginger Spice.

We were accompanied by Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber, Courtney Love, Raylene Rankin, Britney Spears, Cyndi Lauper, Blondie, and likely other characters I've forgotten.














Since GP and I had such a great time, telling you all this via Facebook seems like a cop-out. I'm not the "thanks for the birthday wishes everybody" type and though I do appreciate your posts on my Facebook wall, I hope you don't expect reciprocation. That's just not my bag, baby. I guess what I'm trying to say here is thanks to all the friends who came out with us. You made our birthday one to remember (the pictures help with the memory part) and we loved the thought and effort you put into your costumes. You are all hilarious and I'm glad I'm your friend.