All The Small Things

Sep 21, 2005 at 14:31 o\clock

Birthday, Birthday, Birthday, Birthday

by: Sassy1

Ok everyone, time to get down to some serious business.

Birthday wishes, be they belated, on time, or in advance.

To Tink, my best friend. Through thick and thin (except for those two weeks in primary school that we just don't talk about) we've been together.

We've been booked for drag racing, had hair torn from us with hot wax, had dye poured on our eyeballs. She taught me the joys of driving with no headlights, and Hanson. She gave great advice about contraception, and introduced me to the guy who walked out on me a week before our wedding was due to take place.

She also introduced me to the freedom of skating. She forced me to eat packet after packet of TimTams. She watched the Sound of Music with me when we were old enough to know that it's just not a cool thing to want to do. She's thrown Coke, potato and gravy and numerous other things all over me. She made me get changed on the main street. She's nearly killed me while rallying, and discovered just how much dirt you can get out of your nose and blow on a crunchy old hanky after a full day of doughnuts and handbrake turns.

And now she lives a million miles away, and gives my email out to random strangers... (thanks for that by the way!)

So to my best friend, I wish I could have been there yesterday to buy you a bevvy or three. Fruit tingles!! Hooray!! Nevertheless, Happy Birthday Miss Lima Bean, and much joy to you for the coming year.

 

To my mum, born this day 47 years ago. She's a beautiful, gentle person, who has done so much for me over my life. She gives and gives, asking nothing in return. I love her.

I'm glad she had me young enough to still be cool and funky, she always gets a park by the front door of the shopping centre, she always finds the most incredible bargains on gorgeous clothes. (I'm glad we are the same size!!)

She has a strength that I hope is passed down genetically. She has wisdom beyond her years, and patience beyond belief. She can't cook. She can drink though, and she never gets hungover. Oh - but she has great sympathy for anyone who does, and she'll bring you water and a bucket if you need it after a big night out! My Mum rocks.

So to my Mum, Happy Birthday for today old duck.

 

Also born today: Meg. Today would have been your 26th birthday. If you were here, Mum, you and I would have gone for lunch in the Red Room at the Commercial Club, as was our tradition.

Mum would have the seafood risotto, I would have a big fat steak, and you would have had a pasta. With beer.  We'd discuss the hot / not value of the waiters. You'd fill us in on what your family were up to, your brothers, your sisters, your parents, grandmother and aunt.

We were thinking of you when we had Mum's cake tonight. Nicky said you were having a party in the sky. I bet you are getting the angels pissed, and the beer bottles are creeping around the walls of heaven. Happy Birthday Meg.

 

And finally, in advance (on purpose this time Tink!!) Mr. D. A fantastic Dad, and a damn nice person. I love him, I will always love him, and I wish him nothing but happiness, joy and peace in the future.

A restless soul, constantly searching for something to settle him, to complete him. Boundless energy for our little girl, and a passion for making her life as wonderful, interesting and experience rich as is possible. They went in a helicopter today. Our three year old has been up in a helicopter!!

I hope that he finds whatever it is that he is looking for, a career that fulfills him, a girl to love, and a discipline that will allow him to achieve his goals. Happy Birthday Mr. D.

And to anyone else who is having a birthday today, much joy to you too.

Foofing out the candles,

Sass

Comments for this entry:

  1. quoteTheHeartBreaKidd wrote at Sep 22, 2005 at 05:51 o\clock:Seems you have a kind and generous heart ohh sassy1!!

    I think Tink Meg your mum and Mr D are lucky to know you.

    Tis ashame I have not had the pleasure........



    HBK
  2. quotePendulum wrote at Sep 22, 2005 at 08:49 o\clock:I knew someone called Meg once. I hope I don\'t offend you when I say that the person I knew sounds as if she was of similar character as the Meg you hold dear. It causes me to wonder about a number of things. There is that saying that \"Great mind\'s think alike\". I\'ve always taken this saying to imply that people who think similarly by nature tend to congregate together. I wonder if this works for people of the same temperament.

    I\'ve noticed that quite often people who have the same name, that I encounter, are often quite similar - at least to me.

    This creates an interesting triangle - do I encounter them because they have the same name and have the sort of nature that I am attracted to. Do they encounter eachother and me because we are all of the same nature/inclinations. Do they never in fact encounter eachother, but their congregation is in fact a product of my own mind grouping them together as a \"name\", or slightly differently - do they only congregate because I am in fact a type of socialisation porthole through which people of the same nature can meet, because I am interested in such people.



    What happens to such similar natures upon leaving the temporal existence - do they inevitably congregate together elsewhere other than merely in the minds of those left to remember them and make connections. I hope it is the former.
  3. quoteSassy1 wrote at Sep 26, 2005 at 10:40 o\clock:My mum would say that a name has energy. You will notice that some people are never called by the name that they were given, and their given name has no connection with the type of person that they are, yet invariably the name that they are known by suits them and their personality.



    I have no doubt that there are some names that are suited to nice, gentle serene people, just as there are names that go with people who are twats. Josh, for example. I am yet to meet a nice Josh. (I really hope your name isn\'t Josh!!!) But I\'ve never met a bad Chris.



    Name meanings are a whole other story. Do you choose your childs name because of its historical meaning? Should you choose a name just because you like it, even if its meaning is dodgy?



    Questions to ponder Pendulum. Welcome, btw.

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