My mom's birthday was yesterday!

I WAS GONNA CALL HER BUT SHE DOESN'T GET UP EARLY AND THEN THE TUMMY FLU HIT, so... I passed out.

she called me so I had to hang up and call her right back because surprise singing doesn't work if you're not the one calling!

I AM STUCK INSIDE WORKING ON A PROJECT THAT I DON'T WANT TO WORK ON BECAUSE IT'S HARD AND I PICKED THE EVEN HARDER WAY OF GOING ABOUT IT AND IT'S NOT FAIR. IT'S NICE OUTSIDE AND IT'S THE WEEKEND AND I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK. WAAAAAAH.

(That was sulking and shouting all together, cuz I'm talented like that.)

Did all our mom's get made around fall?

Maybe so, ethylene, 'cause my mom's birthday is next week.

i'm a dead winter/ dad's birthday kid.

SOME BOOT WITH SETH FROM THE OC IS BEATING MINE.

MY CAT WANTS COMPANY BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOOK PRESENTABLE.
I AM OUT OF LIGHTERS.
I HAVE TO GET RID OF ALL THIS PAPER AND CRAP ACCUMULATED EVERYWHERE AND FIND MY NAIL CLIPPERS.
THERE'S NOTHING OT LOOK UP FOR, IT KEEPS RAINING.
MY HANDS ARE ASYNCHRONOUS, CAUSING MORE WEIRD TYPOS.
I MADE A LOT OF OATMEAL.
I LOVE BARTER.
THAT'S ALL FOR NOW.

Did all our mom's get made around fall?

threadjack: practically everyone in my SO's family is an October baby, including the SO himself and now our daughter. To which his 96-year old grandmother exclaims "I don't know why everyone keeps getting born in October, it's not like you guys have husbands out to sea unless it was midwinter break like I did!"

Any other femmes feel big urges around nine months before their own birthday? I practically have to lock myself in the house.

I AM OUT OF LIGHTERS.

I read that as:

I AM OUT OF LAUGHTERS.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Working and sulking about it. I wanted ONE day this week where I didn't have to work. Usually I'll cheerfully work as long as it takes to get things done. Now, after nasty long days Thursday and Friday, I've taken the "cheerfully" out of the situation. Tomorrow's another long day with a late-night event, and then I'm back in the office 8:30 on Monday with a terrifying to-do list.
ENOUGH ALREADY.

GRUMPY.

Did all our mom's get made around fall?

During my wild youth, all my irresponsible nutty-ass friends and I had stubborn, stolid, disapproving mothers with birthdays in May. It became a joke to us that "Every Mom is a Taurus."

Uh, I stopped working for a few hours, had a gorgeous dinner and one glass of nice shiraz, and I feel much less need to shout and sulk. (I do still want to finish every communication with siblings with the phrase "SO THERE," though.)

threadjack: my mother says authoritatively that fertile cycles run in families and that's why there are always clusters of birthdays. As a May born mother - and the weird one out in my family, where both my kids are within three days of my brothers and all our birthdays, except mine, are clustered in December and January, I say, yeah.

SHOUTING: HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME? AND THEN HE HAS THE NERVE TO FINALLY READ THE EMAIL I SENT HIM LAST TUESDAY NIGHT AND HE SAYS IT WAS MEAN? HE THINKS THAT IS MEAN? HE SHOULD READ THE ONES I HAVEN'T SENT! AND ANYWAY I REREAD IT AND IT IS NOT MEAN AT ALL - AND WHY, EXACTLY, AM I WORRYING ABOUT BEING MEAN TO A MAN WHO WOULD DUMP ME LESS THAN A WEEK BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY, WHICH IS TO SAY, LIKE 3 MONTHS AFTER HE ASKED ME TO START LOOKING AT ENGAGEMENT RINGS?!?!? ARRRGHHH! HOLY JESUS FUCK! IS THIS EVER GOING TO GET BETTER? AND NOW I'VE STARTED EATING AGAIN! I THOUGHT AT LEAST I WOULD LOSE 20 POUNDS BUT I ONLY COULDN'T EAT FOR FOUR DAYS. GODDAMNIT LET ME LOSE THE FUCKING WEIGHT - THERE'S NOTHING ELSE GOOD ABOUT THIS.

Any other femmes feel big urges around nine months before their own birthday? I practically have to lock myself in the house.

Given that our daughter is due the day after my own birthday (Virgos, all!) I suspect y'all are on to something.

Hmmmm. In my family, it seems to run on my father's side. My paternal grandfather and I share a birthday, and my father's is only a few days after mine. *insert leonine roar here*

I don't actually know anyone's birthday on my mother's side, except for hers which doesn't correlate, so I can't speak to that one.

Very odd.