I have to admit, this was one of the best birthdays I've ever had - and that can be attributed solely to my family. I know I've had my share of tiffs with them, and they constantly try to make my hair grey with their pouting over each other, but this day, I really felt that I was loved and appreciated as I am.
The gifts were simple - small potted flower, orange bed covers and a small cake with delicious lunch from my parents, and then shock! I never thought - for all the tiffs I've had with my brother that he would completely, totally and utterly floor me with a cake and a small figurine of a computer on it! Well - not exactly small, but what amused me the most, was that the cake figurine had my FF page written on and how many stories I've written up till now. I didn't know whether to laugh, be mortified or be totally amused by my brother's ... total acceptance of my strange hobby of writings galore. We've talked about it last week, but I never, ever dreamed that he would do something so... off the wall for me. I think he had ruined any later cake-books for me. /laughs, delighted/
I am not the easiest person to get along with, especially because of my hobbies and single-mindedness when it concerns books, reading or writing, but I am happy and grateful that I am accepted as I am.
Even if the second gift was one enormous monster of a book by George R.R. Martin, Dance with Dragons. In English, of all languages. /amused, and a little bit miffed/ It's a fifth part of the monster story of Game of Thrones, so I don't have any excuse not to read it anymore /a little bit helpless on the issue/. If I've read Lord of the Rings, then my excuse that this book is too long is completely invalid /wry smile/. Added bonus - at least for him - is that reading of this monster would take me a long way from computer.
