Well, not exactly. It's actually on Sunday, but we're celebrating tomorrow, since we all work Sunday.
We're going to the waterpark in the city, and maybe the amusuement park. Then we'll eat at a cheap resturaunt, and return home. Zillah, Jen, Kris, and I. Just the girls, with no boys along for the ride.
It should be lots of fun, but let's face it: It's not what I wanted to do. I was informed it was what we were going to do with no say-so. It's not that I don't want to go, or that I don't think it will be fun, ut there are other things I'd rather do instead. Aside from that, I'm purchasing my own ticket into said park, paying to store the cooler of water and to park, and paying for my dinner at a very cheap resturaunt because everyone else is flat broke. We're taking my car, and I'm paying for gas.
There will be no presents this year, from anyone, and no cake on my birthday.
I sound selfish, I know.
But, I kind of wish someone had asked me what I wanted, you know?
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