Saturday, November 7, 2009

Me? Self-centered?

Pat yourself on the back Sabrina. (pat, pat). Thank you. You are so wrapped up in your little world of gardening, cooking, going to exercise classes, photoshopping my face, staring at pictures of myself, writing greedily on the blog, planning my quick trip to New York, telling Phil I'll make him a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting,
-----that----- you forgot to (a) pay your fucking credit card bill, ugh, but (b) ------------------------wait for it----------forgot what day it was.

today is November 7th. Sebastian's birthday. He is 23 years old.

He came home and I offered him to taste the oven fresh roasted potatoes I pulled out while writing the last blog. We chatted about his going to some big football game for his birthday. (Still don't say happy birthday). I then ask him what he's doing tonight. He says, going to the game. (I hadn't been listening.) Then he tells me it's his birthday. GOD I'M CLUELESS.

I texted him last night (at 12:03, he remembers) to ask about where to go dancing. He was disappointed, I could tell. And still was. Annoyed and disappointed and rightly so. The universe isn't sun-centered right now. It is Brie-centered. A big beautiful, melty, rich, mouth-watering wheel of cheese.

Again, congratulations sweetheart! You've done it. You love yourself. Oh so much.

Step 2: start loving other people almost this much.

(bow. thank you, thank you!)

2 comments:

  1. i just read my post and chuckled internally. as if i was so funny and so proud of how clever i am. oh, did i mention i'm so witty? i need to get out of my own honeymoon and just open it up! ahhhh...

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  2. i love you. I forgot my brother's birthday our first year - my mom called me the next super pissed - then i told her I would call right away - and forgot - then she called me the next day and was super super pissed - and i forgot again - then the third day her phone call was like a Howler from harry potter and four days late I wished my brother Happy Birthday - awful. Just awful.

    love you my big beautiful, melty, rich, mouth-watering wheel of cheese!

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