Mostly Good Birthday
Monday, August 20th, 2007I had a pretty good birthday… I didn’t get any diamond rings or anything like that, but I did get some cash, some frog patio lights, frog chimes, and a mini fridge. Which is still in the trunk of my car because I don’t want to attempt to carry it up to my apartment lol
I made a pit stop at the company picnic, had Killian for a couple of hours, and had a good visit with my sister-in-law. It was all good. One thing that stunk though was at lunch. We had all been talking about the pronunciation of our last name because apparently Ash-lee says it wrong. There is also one way that people pronounce the name wrong all the time, and Gloria piped up and said oh just say it that way. I said, “says the outsider…” And everyone laughed. I didn’t think anything of it.
Until Ash-lee left and I got online, and my dad’s away message said “Happy Birthday to Ryan from Dad and Gloria. Happy Birthday to Jenn from Dad and ‘the outsider’.” So that upset me. I can see why she took it the way that she did, but that’s not how I meant it at all. What I was thinking about was that the name pronounced like that is one of my pet peeves because I’ve been correcting people my whole life and it drives me insane, and I was amused at the difference that she’d only had the last name for a little over a year, and she doesn’t care how people pronounce it. But obviously, it didn’t get expressed that way. I basically have two modes: verbal constipation, or verbal diarrhea. Either I think so long about everything I want to say that it never gets said at all, or I don’t think at all about how to say things, and just say it the first way it pops into my head. And of course, when that happens, *I* know what I’m trying to say, but it doesn’t come out that way to other people. So that got me upset because I don’t want Gloria to think that I think of her as an outsider because I don’t, she’s family. But what’s a birthday without a few tears, right?
