Hello there, summer babies! I do mean that literally, like babies of summer, because July has been the month of birthdays. Now I am not usually great with birthdays– two years ago, one of my best friends called me to remind me that it was her birthday that very day, and without skipping a beat, I replied, "Oh, happy birthday!"– but I'm trying more now. I think. I hope.
Anyway, tomorrow is the birthday of a person most important to me: my mom. This past Monday, I sent out a birthday card with a kitten on it (she loves cats, as do I) with a present. Her gift idea was kinda inspired, if I may say so myself. I'm not good at getting the right gifts, but since I have so much history with my mom, it was just a matter of searching for something from our past. When I was very young, my mother was a graphic designer before she was a piano teacher. That meant that we have really interesting artistic books lying around our apartment. I ignored those; my favorites were my mother's collection of pop-up books. I think I broke a couple because I got a little over-zealous with the popping-up. So I haven't seen a pop-up book in years, and my mom stopping collecting them I think. But I bought a Chronicles of Narnia pop-up book for her– there's some pretty amazing stuff in there actually, like the Lion literally looks like he is climbing out of the page. Unfortunately, I didn't any pictures of it before sending it to her, so you would just have to use your imagination.
In addition to my mom's birthday, it was also my friend, Marissa's (really, it was in June, but close enough-I got her one of my favorite books); my boyfriend's (got him a harmonica- he wants to learn to play it); Paulina's (an orange scarf- it was a color she would never buy for herself and therefore needed it as a gift); and Magda's birthday (a Paris-inspired coaster: Her reaction when she saw the very posh French lady painted on the porcelain was, "Does this remind you of me?" It actually kinda does because Magda is very stylish and dignified.) There are a couple folks whose birthdays I'm forgetting (it's not like they read this anyway), but those people were the only ones I got gifts for (final parentheses.)
Basically, what I'm trying to say is that I'm broke.