Happy Friggin Birthday to Me.

I guess I spoke a little too soon. This Saturday is my family outing to celebrate my 24 years on this Earth. Tonight my sister is coming home and bringing a friend. She moved away to go to college back in August and is coming home for Fall Break this weekend.

So the discussion about where to have my birthday dinner has begun. I was already informed that I could not pick an Italian restaurant because Leah hates Italian. Leah is my sister, by the way. Okay fine, I can do without some Italian food. I don't want her to whine and gripe all night about not being able to enjoy the dinner so I will take one for the team.

I choose a popular hibachi steakhouse here in town and I ask my mom to make reservations. I mention to my sister that we are eating there and I don't hear back from her. I get a call from my mother the next day and she asks me if the restaurant serves chicken. I say, well I am sure they do but it's Japanese style and my mother proceeds to tell me we might need to pick a new place because Leah's friend doesn't like Oriental food. ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!

This was all a few days ago, I believe Monday or Tuesday when I decided where I wanted to eat and I also told my mom I would like my favorite bakery to make me a small red velvet cake. Not much to ask right? Wrong.

I see my mom today (Thursday, the party is Saturday keep in mind) and I ask her if she made the reservations. She said she forgot and she forgot about the cake too. So she asks ME to do it. Asks me to call and make the reservations and order MY OWN birthday cake. Do you know how embarrassing it is to call someone and place an order for your own birthday cake? "Hi, my name is Emma, I'd like to order a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting. And I need it to say, Happy Birthday Emma on it. Thanks."

So the dinner place isn't open (weird) and they can't take my reservation and the bakery doesn't have time to do red velvet, they only have time for strawberry. I am not five and this is not a my little pony party so I will not be having a friggin strawberry cake. Thanks though.

So here we are, Thursday afternoon, no place to eat and no cake. I get online and start searching the top 10 restaurants in my town. Two French restaurants come up and I view the menus. They're pretty fancy but they both have chicken on the menu so I should be safe, right? Wrong again. Mom and Dad said it's too fancy and I need to pick a place Leah and her friend will for sure like and then they'll just take me next week where I really want to go.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Let me remind you these are the parents who threw my sister a 20th birthday bash at the country club complete with a DJ and catering just this summer. And I don't even get to pick the place we are eating? Am I being a brat about this or do I have legitimate grounds for being upset/annoyed here?

So I spoke with my mother tonight and told her to just pick a place. It really doesn't matter to me anymore. They've taken all the excitement and fun out of it. We'll see what happens.

I never write anymore....

I don't know why. I feel like maybe I have nothing interesting enough going on in my life to actually record it here, but that is the furthest thing from the truth. I actually have a lot going on in my life so maybe for the sake of blogging, I will write about it all.

It's October, my favorite month of the year. It's breast cancer awareness month and I am an October baby. I will celebrating my 24th birthday next week. Maury and I will be having dinner this Saturday with my family and then next week I am flying to be with him and celebrate with our friends. It's going to be a better birthday than last year, I can say that much for sure :)


Once October is over, you know what that means. THE 3-DAY!!!!!!!! The most challenging and rewarding weekend of my life. Maury's sister and I, Meredith, will be going it alone this year. Normally we have her husband and Maury holding our hands the whole way, but this year they aren't able to make it. So maybe we will just hold each others hands, haha.


My relationship is better than ever and we are inching closer and closer to marriage every day. I am so excited. He told me a few weeks ago that he was going to work hard and start saving up to by me some new "hardware." I asked what that meant (I totally knew, I just wanted to hear him say it) and he squeezed my left ring finger. I got butterflies :)


Nursing school is going exceptionally well. I am officially a level 3 student and loving it. We just finished our Quality of Life rotation which was really hard. It was a lot of death and end of life care. I met a 40 year old woman with stage 4 ovarian cancer. She was such an inspiration to me. I cried the whole way home from meeting her. She was extraordinary and changed my life.


Now we are on to OB!!! I can't wait to deliver my first baby, I am so excited. I am sure there's nothing like it. What's even more exciting is that one of our clinical days is on my birthday, so the baby and I will share a birthday. That will be so special. I can't wait.


And to top it all off, I am writing a book. Yep, that's right, a real live book. Stay tuned for updates.


Happy Fall!!