I had another birthday yesterday...23. The entire day was awesome, due solely to my family and friends. I am so blessed; I got to see all of my family and friends that are in town, and for those that live or are vacationing elsewhere, I got to talk to them. I want to say thank you to all of you that made my 23rd birthday unbelievably special.
I woke up and had breakfast with my parents. Rachel took me out for lunch at Hickory Street Cafe and gave me a bouquet of gorgeous mums. I gave myself the gift of an overpriced haircut(new haircut, new year). I visited my grandmother. I had dinner with my family at Abuelo's, where I received a dictionary (which I really needed for editing purposes) from my parents, along with some money (the fact that I received a dictionary for my birthday should explain certain aspects of my life). I met Ashley, Cliff, and Toby for drinks at Buffalo Wild Wings, where I received a "Lionel Richie Fan Club" shirt, a Long Island Iced Tea, and a beautiful frame inside a bag with an old woman's face on it (the cards are too inappropriate to describe). I concluded the night by visiting with Ruth and Rachel and then eating milk and cookies while watching yesterday's taped episodes of "Judging Amy". I know, I am predictable and over-40's.
All in all, it was the best day I have had in a long time, and I am so thankful to have been surrounded by the people I love.
I have two random stories and then some photographs to post.
1. On Memorial Day my mother was sitting outside watching my brother ride his bike. Our neighbors are slightly strange, but we just ignore their "weirdness" and try to concentrate on the "weirdness" that is innate to all McFarlands. On this particular day, it was hard to ignore. At 2:50 pm the mother comes outside and yells at the little girl who is rollerblading down the sidewalk, "Hurry up! Come here. Hurry! Hurry!" This continues until the little girl is standing on the porch of the house. The father then comes out with the son, who is in high school. The mother is like, "Hurry! Hurry! Put your hand on your heart! Hurry!" My mother is sitting in a chair on the driveway trying not to make eye contact with my brother because she knew it would only instigate inappropriate laughter. Once the family is all standing there with their hands over their hearts, the son takes a trumpet out from behind his back and begins blowing "Taps". I am not kidding about this. The son performed "Taps" in its entirety and then the family automatically dispersed. Maybe the fact that I find this hilariously awkward means that I am just an ass and I should be more patriotic, or maybe it means that they are insane. I will go with the latter. This scene needs to be in a movie...a Wes Anderson movie I think.
2. Has anyone seen the new Aspercreme commercial?! I laughed out loud the first time I saw it. Heck, I laugh out loud every time I see it. I actually went and dragged my brother out of his room to watch it with me. Maybe this makes me immature, but really, it is hilarious. I really don't know how their ad agency got away with it, but it's comedic genius at its finest. The jingle at the end of the commercial actually says, "You bet your sweet Aspercreme!" What?! Are you kidding me?! That is hilarious!
Okay, now for the photos. I got my hair cut and I promised several of you I would post before and after shots, so here you go!
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1 comment:
personally, i think its a gay haircut... but thats just me (and you for that matter)
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p.s. get out of my hair space
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