4-20

So it’s my birthday. Well not yet. Not until my mom has called and told me about the day I was born. Not that the story itself is so enticing, but her being so moved still every time she tells it is so sweet and makes my day.

But birthdays are not the same anymore. My years in the US, the tradition was that the birthday-person got to choose the dinner that day. Oh so I can still choose my birthday dinner – actually, if I don’t: I don’t get anything since no one else is responsible for my eating. That’s not all bad though. I’m getting used to my own cooking. Preferring it actually. Oh shit! It has come to that!

Being born on this day is associated with Adolf Hitler and Napoleon of France. But not in the California/Washington area. 4-20 is some petition or something to get marijuana legalised. When ever I have to show my ID in like a Trader Joe’s or something, the clerk always looks at me in awe and say something that makes me understand that it’s this legalising thing they worship. I don’t have anything against Trader Joe’s, but it always happens at that store. It’s kind of cute actually, that such a thing can be so important to them, that they even see it when they read my license. Maybe cute was a bad choice of word here – but you know what I’m saying though.

I read in “The ultimate birthday book” about people born on April 20th: “Not only does their strong self-belief lead them to dominate other people (oh I think it’s the fact that I’m the oldest sister that makes me bossy), but their aversion to criticism (I rather have you leave me than criticise me!) furthermore instills in them an intolerance of alternative viewpoints (my way or the highway – simple as that). Both propensities are potentially destructive and may cause them to live in a fantasy world (hmm… I have been reading a lot of blogs lately), isolated from both reality and the affection that they desire (“desire affection” is that what they call it nowadays…). It is vital for their emotional well-being that they do not take constructive criticism as a personal affront (what else could you take it as?!), but instead recognize the importance maintaining an objective and open mind (I’m pretty open minded I think), accepting that they are not always right (ok, so I’m not always right – I’m just never wrong). Learning to relax their drive for perfection and high expectations (don’t think so – that is what has gotten me to the place where I am), and becoming more tolerant in all things (well, I’ve always been told I need to up my tolerance level), will ultimately bring those born on April 20 great fulfillment”.

Is that good or bad?!

No more moping around! Time for champagne (spiked with vodka, and a strawberry in each glass) and party! Crank up the music and start filling the balloons!