I'm so late at everything.

So yesterday was a very special day. It was oliviazn's birthday. And I *meant* to celebrate the day by providing a picspam of some of our time spent together, but well, my HD with all my pics on it went kabloomey a few weeks ago, and I'm only now able to recover some of the things off of it. I *thought* I'd be able to get the pics off in time, or off today, but it just doesn't seem to be happening. So, a belated Happy Birthday to oliviazn. I love you muchly, and I so appreciated your help when we came to visit you! *hugs*

Picspam coming soon, I promise!

Mother's Day

So, today is Mother's Day. I got my mom a chocolare fondue fountain. I'm very proud of this gift, because I *know* my mom loves it. She'll also get a lot of use out of it. I'm also proud because I suck ass at getting presents. Seriously, I get the most impersonal presents in the history of ever. I'll be that stupid friend giving you a gift certificate, or a DVD or yet *another* candle. But this time I got a kick ass gift, and I thought of it all on my own :D

Also, last night we went out to dinner and had one of the weirdest conversations I've ever had with my parents. I'm not sure how many people have seen this, but it's a comedy routine by a Canadian group based on the song "Blinded by the Light" in which they're all trying to figure out the right words. I've seen it a lot, and love it (that's how I discovered the song :P) but it means that I can never remember the *real* words. Apparently my little sister can't either, because in the restaurant she started singing "Blinded by the light, held up like a douche..." We all laughed, and said "I'm pretty sure it's not 'Held up like a *douche'" This lead to the discovery that she didn't know what a douche *was*. My mom tried to stumble through an explanation, before I finally leaned over and said "You clean your vagina with it." Which was going fine until my mom made a joke about a "scum bag" in which Andrea got confused again, and said I was wrong. Which then segued into a conversation about the difference between a douche and an enema, all in the middle of the restaurant. With my parents. It was all very weird.