A Not so Taxing Birthday

So, yesterday was my birthday.  Yeah, yeah.  Tax Day.  Pretty crappy coincidence.  I frequently get looks of pity or horror when I tell people the date of my birth.  It’s actually rather amusing to witness that second or two it takes them to realize because their resulting expressions are always entertaining.  But Tax Day aside, I had a rather enjoyable celebration of my 29th year on earth.

Granted, I did actually have to start the day off by mailing my taxes (boo!), which was really cutting it close this year, but the onerous nature of this task was offset by the knowledge that the feds have gotta give me back almost $1200 this year.  Score!  Now I can pay my bills during the month I won’t get paid this summer.

After taking care of this mildly irksome chore, I went for a fantastic 90 minute massage at this charming little spa/salon in Atlanta called Sweetgrass.  The massage I had incorporated aromatherapy, Swedish, and deep tissue techniques.  My masseuse was a wee little woman, but damn did she had powerful hands!  At one point she actually had to clamber up onto the table in order to really work my bod.  It was kind of erotic being straddled in that fashion…

By the end, however, I was perfectly content to lie on that massage table all afternoon and sip fruity daiquiris.  Alas, they had other customers who needed to be serviced so I had to give up on that fantasy.  But I then went to their salon and got my hair trimmed, which desperately needed to happen as my ends have been looking raggedy for quite some time.  Let me just say, there is something incredibly soothing (and sometimes erotic depending on context) about having your hair washed by someone else.  I love going to hair salons for this very reason.  Plus, I love the smell of hair products.  For some reason, the shampoo and other grooming products I buy for myself never seem to leave their fragrance in my hair the same way salon products do.  Thus, after a haircut I have a tendency to wander around sniffing my hair for most of the day which no doubt makes me look crazy.

After a tasty lunch at a local pub, washed down with some Strongbow cider, I relaxed at home for part of the afternoon before heading out for dinner with some friends.   I had a total blast with everyone.  We ate spicy Thai food and chatted for several hours in a very nice but casual restaurant.  It was an ideal way to end a very relaxed and therapeutic birthday, especially at this stressful point in the semester.

But, there was one big excitement at the end of the evening.  That’s right, I know you’ve been waiting for something spectacular folks.  Guess who’s getting her bling-tastic glasses?  That’s right, the good old dad and wicked step-mom have decided to buy them for me as a birthday present!  My bling factor will be going up a notch once I get those beauties.  Anticipate pictures to come!

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