Birthday and post-birthday shenanigans

I am never taking a half-day off work again. Never. I was so far behind when I came into work this morning that I spent all day stressing out more than normal. And that's a lot.

But I can take comfort in the fact it'll all be over soon. I had some vacation days to use up before the end of the month, so I'm taking Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off. Combined with Memorial Day Monday, I'll have a six-day weekend. Take that, stress. (Oh, and a temp will be filling in for me while I'm gone so I don't get reamed with work next Tuesday.)

I spent my birthday weekend doing absolutely nothing (save for a Paul-Kate birthday party with our families at Texas de Brazil). I intended to see Over the Hedge and The Da Vinci Code. I also intended to buy groceries and wash clothes. But, alas, I just lounged around feeling justified because it was my birthday (and the day after my birthday, and the day after the day after my birthday).

Paul and I played a lot of New Super Mario Bros. on our Nintendo DSes. There's this mini-game in which players blow up balloons and float Yoshi to a boat in the sky. (Farfetched? Never!) The mode of blowing up the balloons: the DS microphone. If you want a giggle at my expense and can drag your mind out of the gutter for 14 seconds, imagine two married twentysomethings holding a handheld game to their faces, blowing frantically into a microphone. Turns out I'm much faster at blowing than Paul, but he says it's not how fast you blow, it's whether you finish.

And that, my friends, is a motto we all can embrace.