No Parties For Me

Hello Everyone:

Another good day in the blogosphere. I got most of a post done before I had to run out to the library to return a couple of DVDs. It's a good post about talking to your neighbors and gentrification. I have another article ready to go on Cuba. Should be good.  Otherwise, it's been a pretty good day. Mom is on minion patrol again this evening so I've been able to just chill out and read during dinner.  Nothing  like a quiet evening to end a good day. I just wish the Brit BF was here with me to keep me warm on this cold windy evening. I miss him a lot, especially since my birthday is coming up. I think mom has finally given up on trying to plan something for my birthday. I've pretty vetoed everything she's suggested. I know it sounds like I'm being a real pill but mom and everyone else killed whatever enrhusiasm I may have for my birthday.  I still haven't forgiven them for treating my grad school graduation like a major inconvenience. It hurt too much and no one has made amends. It took mom a year to realize what she did; by then it was too late.  What made it worse was when I tried to say something about it, I got called selfish and spoiled. Pretty typical. So I just stopped celebrating anything. I even decided that if I ever marry, I don't want them attending the ceremony and reception. Heaven forbid that I should enjoy a moment that wasn't manufactured by mom. I know it's been over three years but the hurt still exists. It was an important moment that for crapped on.