Yesterday was my birthday and it was FANTASTIC all thanks to my leetle seester. I woke up to see balloons and streamers everywhere. It was the nicest thing ever. Seriously. My family has NEVER done anything nice/spontaneous/awesome like that for me before. Usually I have to plan and decorate my own birthdays. But Mary did it for me. And it was GREAT.
My mom's gift to me was an oil change. My dad's gift is racing stripes, which we still need to order. Dallas gave me an awesome notebook from Thailand. Travis gave me the movie, Spirited Away (it's reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally long). Mary gave me a build-a-bear, her name is Celeste and she sits shotgun in my car.
Classes began last night and so far so good. My class is small. There were 10 of us there last night. I wish they had told me that classes are a rotation, where you just start at the beginning of a new segment, like Nutrition, and everyone else in the class has been there longer... That would have made a LOT more sense, but I'm okay now that I've figured it out.
I get a massage today and I'm pretty stoked. The only massages I've ever had are the ones they would give us at work, they were really soft and I always walked away frustrated. I didn't feel anything at the end of it.
You know how massages are supposed to make you feel better, relaxed and all that great stuff. Of course. The massages they'd get for us at work... they were nice while they were happening, but I never felt good at the end. Never felt relaxed. Ugh, I really disliked those massages. GRRR. I'm getting frustrated NOW just thinking of how UNgood those massages were. BLARGH! I give myself better, more satisfying massages than that "professional" gave. Sheesh.
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