My Birthday in a Nutshell

What an extraordinary, tiring, emotional draining though euphoric birthday week i had. I don't think I've ever felt this loved and appreciated by people before. I am a little worn out and exhausted after everything but of course I managed to take some pictures in between the celebrating.

My mom bought me a Kindle! Sure, I've been a little weary about getting an e-reader because I am fiercely in love with actual books but did you know you can borrow books from the library on an e-reader? I didn't. It's the coolest thing ever, especially because going to the library has been a little awkward this days (it's a long story).

I also got my first tattoo. Kat took me on Thursday and I am now the owner of a paper crane on my wrist. I still intend on getting a Buffy tattoo but the (paper) crane symbolizes endurance (among other things) and that is something I've learned that I possess these last few weeks. So i decided to get that as my first tattoo instead. It's a really awesome tattoo. A small and feminine paper crane captured in flight. I'm in love.

I was a little upset with Sean this week because he failed to wish me a happy birthday. No text, no dumb facebook comment. Nada. When I got to work on Saturday, I was a little peeved about this. It's not like he didn't know it was my birthday. He's asked me repeatedly what I wanted. I brought it up to him several times so that he'd have no excuse. And yet March 1st came and went without anything from Le Boy.

Sometime during my shift on Saturday he pulled me aside to wish me a happy birthday (finally) and he also apologized for not reaching out on the actual day. It's pretty hard being mad with him when he's around so I said it was okay, that i wasn't that upset at him anyway. He wanted to see me tattoo and after teasing him about what I got I showed him my crane and he was completely smitten with it. He held my wrist in his hand for a solid minute or so, turning it back and forth in his hands.

Sean: how much did it cost?

Me: 50 bucks. But I was expecting to spend more

Sean: Did someone help you pay for it?

Me: No. Why would someone do that?

Sean: Because then it could be their birthday gift to you, some people do that.

Me: I didn't think of that. I should have huh, would have saved me fifty bucks.

Sean: It could be my present to to you. Let me give you the money back that you spent on that tattoo. You said 50, right? Then the crane could be my gift to you. If you want.

I was dumbfounded. He offered/wanted to pay for my tattoo! It was sweet and caught me off guard and I was tempted to say 'sure, that would be the most awesome gift you could give to me'. But I have an issue with taking money from friends/crushes/potential boyfriend material. And I like looking down at my wrist and knowing that this was a gift to myself for my birthday. I like the ownership and bond i have with my new ink.

So i had to decline his sweet offer but instead said that he could take me food shopping one day with the money he would have given me for the tattoo. He said that was a fair enough trade. Me. Sean. In a supermarket. Cart and all. I look forward to it.

My friends and family were complete gems this year. From Monday to Last Night, everyone went out of their way to make sure my birthday felt spectacular. And it did. I had cupcakes and meatball sandwiches, torchwood marathons and Buffy gifts. I didn't feel alone and unwanted or devalued once. I was surrounded by people who love and care for me as much as I do them.

It was a perfect week outside of the obvious missing link to my happiness, but I enjoyed every minute of my 26th birthday I have so much to say and so many pictures to upload but i am uber exhausted and drained and hungover (another long ass story) to do so tonight.

Luckily I have the next three days off, so I'll be able to re-tell every amazing detail from this week.

~Beckett