“But hey, it’s our birthday!”

[trinsy]

I love how my sister who professes to love me did not even acknowledge my birthday.  Especially when I diligently gave her her birthday card in Europe.  I love you too, Camryn!

Anyway, Hannah, who did remember it was my birthday, called me, but I was in the shower, so I missed her.  My grandma forgot, and made me vacuum and clean the bathroom. *sighs*  There’s no glory in growing older, I guess.

My mom and I went down to Newport Beach to tour the USS Lady Washington, which is the ship that was used as the HMS Interceptor in Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl.  It was quite small.  I have absolutely no clue how they got a full cast, and crew, and cameras on there.  All that aside, it was pretty overrated.  After that we went down to Balboa, and walked around for about an hour, admiring all the multi-million dollar homes down there.  Then we went out to eat.  All in all, a pretty boring birthday....

Some recent quotes about age:

Trinity: So you’re in fifth grade?
10-year-old boy, who looks about seven: Fourth.
Trinity: I just got confused because you look so old.

Mr. B: So you’re fourteen now?
Trinity: Sixteen.
Mr. B: Wow.  It just doesn’t seem possible...
Trinity: *says* Yeah, time flies... *thinks* Why is it that just few months ago everyone thought I was eighteen?

Mom (to Tim): Yeah, today’s Trinity’s birthday.... Fifteen and a half, can you believe.
Trinity: Sixteen and a half!
Mom: Oh yeah!  Wow, already?

Deep Thought of the Day: The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength for me.  We’d all pile into the car – I forget what kind it was – and drive and drive.  I don’t remember where we’d go, but I think there were some trees there.  The smell of … something was strong in the air was we played … whatever sport we played.  I remember a bigger, older guy we called “Dad”.  We’d eat some stuff – or not – and then I think we went home.  I guess some things never leave you. ~ Jack Handy

Comments

[avonleigh.livejournal.com]

mea culpa, mea culpa.

What can I do to make it up to you, my love?

I would like to point out though... there's a huge difference between remembering to give me my card on my birthday and this for the following reasons:

1. We were actually together. We were sleeping in the same room, for pity's sake.
2. It was actually my birthday. My real birthday.

I'm seriously jealous of you for getting to go on the Interceptor. That is so unfair.

I love you amazingly, even though I'm apparently the worst sister ever. Sorry you had such frightful bad luck with the family you got stuck with. ;)

[trinsy-fics.livejournal.com]

Hmph! I suppose I must forgive you.

Haha, I walked where Johnny Depp did! Are you jealous now? (*tries to hide after that burst of lameness*)

I love you back ... even if you did forget my birthday. ;)

[avonleigh.livejournal.com]

I already said I was jealous. You totally suck. Johnny Depp rocks my world, and I seriously can't believe his wife won't even get her teeth fixed.

Dude, I said I was sorry. You can't just let it go. Not even on your birthday...

(p.s. is there any way you can get AIM or something? MSN hates me)