shtiya's Journal

So it's here. My birthday. 27 today. My birthdays used to seem like more of a special occasion than they do now. I don't get it. I am almost 30, though. Wow. I didn't think time would go by so fast. I always wondered what people meant when they said, "It seems only yesterday I was...." I told my husband that I wanted a steak dinner for my birthday. He can cook a great steak! But, then again, I would like to have one of those Philly steak pizzas from Dominos. And an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. So much for losing weight! Right now, anyway. :) Durn, I'm so hungry! I went and got my blood work done this morning. Yikes! It hurt really bad. Worse than it usually does. While I was there, I got myself an appointment to get some birth control pills, because we've took a chance for too long, and I got my daughter's WIC appointment moved up to the same day. So I'll be home when the FedEx person delivers my Rebif shipment. I've got everything smoothed out, for now, and it feels good! I'm usually so confused about dates and appointments and such. I'm thinking about getting my hair styled for my birthday. I can't decide though! Of course, it'll have to be a week or so from now. But I just don't know! If anybody who is reading this wants to know how I want to get my hair fixed, go to Google or Yahoo and go to Images and type in Ethel Mertz. I figured we're about the same size and her hair style looks good on her. And I'm taken with things from the fifties anyway. I'll just have to get me some new clothes because t-shirts just don't look right with a hairstyle like that. I need some new clothes anyway. I've worn my shirts until they're thin! If I hold them up to the window, I can see through them. That's how I determine if they're getting worn. That and how they start to look ragged.