Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Birthday pressure.

I wonder if I would like my birthday better were it in a more temperate time of year. It falls when I am at my nadir, when I am sleepy and mopey and lacking energy. A birthday creates pressure to have fun--fun!--and socialize at a time when all my instincts say to hibernate, to take it easy.

Ah, well.

I plan to get another bird feeder today. The migratory birds are trickling back. Hawks are circling. Yesterday, two small gray birds were looking for my old raccoon-mauled feeder. Naturally, that one found its way to the dumpster last winter.

PS Also? I'm tired of marketing machines (big online bank, big online application, local spa, etc) sending me birthday greetings. DUDE.

2 comments:

Ann Forstie said...

Could you move the birthday festivities? Like, do what you really want on the actual day -- say, take naps and watch movies and play with the kitties -- and celebrate the social part later in the year? Maybe a mid-year 6-month birthday in August...

kStyle said...

That's what G. said, too! I might just do that. In the meantime, I requested dahl for dinner tonight. Yes, the humble lentil is one of my favorite foods...