Too much? Nothing?

I feel like I have been running around like a crazy person for the last few weeks. At the same time I don't think that I really have anything to blog about? What?

I had a birthday and a funeral in the same week. Sweet. My bestie B's grandfather passed away on Friday the 6Th. He was an amazing man. I was feeling all of the emotion for the family and having a bit of a hard time getting in the celebratory frame of mind. T and R had asked if they could take me to a girls night out dinner for my birthday. It suited the mood. My friends are great at birthdays. They always plan the best surprises. Of course I got spoiled. I had a great time and got to see some of my buddies that don't live here. They tricked me into dinner in a neighboring town, with surprises along the way. When we got there B and her group were all there. It was so great for them to come out and see me, considering the day they had already had. It cheered us all considerably.

I thought that I would have a total freak out turning 30. I had a really hard time with 28 and 29. Amazing the sort of perspective you get along with death of a family member. How lucky am I? I have amazing friends and family. I have an entire network of people that need and care about me. I am really thankful and proud of the family and friends that I am lucky enough to call my own. Needless to say the pity party that I thought I would have never happened and I am glad. That's your dose of sappy for the week:)

Back to my birthday party. I got good and drunk and totally inappropriate with B's brother. It was all in good fun, just to freak her out really. All of my friends and family knew about the surprise, it was so great. I drank too much and played too much and felt my age when I woke on Saturday morning. I got to have good quality time with my girl K on Saturday night. I envy the relationship that she and her husband have.

In other news through out the week....D5 is still driving me nuts. He wanted me to go with him to a movie. I thought that he had finally gotten over the whole 'US' thing. Is there any chance I could be right, just once? When I said that I would go and that it would be fun to hang out as just friends, he stood me up. Idiot. What did I expect? Once a moron always a moron.

Kyle. I still can't figure him out. I ran into him Monday night. He told me he was sorry he missed my birthday and that he would make it up to me. Funny, the week before when I was talking to his Mom. She said that he had told her that I had called him and that he didn't know what to say to me so he had not answered. As if it isn't weird enough to be talking to his Mom about him and I. Later that same week I ran into his Mom and Dad. His Dad has always liked me and a few months ago was really pushing the idea of Kyle and I. He is now convinced that I can some how save his kid from his shyness. What the? How am I supposed to do that? He won't even answer his phone when I call him. Oh the insanity.

Speaking of insanity. I left a drunk voicemail for Dave. Yes, I am that girl. He hasn't called me back and I am sure he won't. Whatev.

Enough about me. Where the hell is that C girl?-V