sid

I'm not really celebrating. I gave up trying to throw parties for myself years ago. Usually my stupid birthday backfires, so why should I do anything? Maybe I'll silently have a shot of birthday cake flavored vodka on my own tomorrow night? Who knows?



We're going to go to the Renaissance Festival on Sunday since it's sort of our little tradition to go the weekend after my birthday (or before depending on when it falls in the week). It's just something we can do to unwind out in the sunshine and get a giant gross turkey leg, "whatever" on a stick (everything's on a stick there!), and a few glasses 'o beer. If you're gonna be in the area for it, let me know, because I'm totally up for hangouts!


(local brew from literally down the street from my house, some of the best!)



We went to the zoo last weekend. I got to pet a wallaby!:



They just come up to you, and this one guy doesn't mind being scratched behind the ears as he munches on grass. The zookeepers were like, "You can pet him!" when I asked if I could get close for a picture.

I also held a baby chipmunk who was looking for handouts. He just jumped into my hands! I probably have the bubonic plague now (seriously, some of our rodents out here are a carriers), but totally worth the squee!



The only thing that sucked was I had to do the entire zoo in a wheelchair. My Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome pretty much crippled me all weekend. I've been fighting the pain for awhile now, and sometimes I just can't handle it anymore. Popping painkillers like candy is never fun when you're legitimately in pain. I refuse to give up often, and I'm going to try to keep myself out of a permanent wheelchair situation as long as I can, but my cane doesn't help anymore since the pain seems to be mostly centered on my hips more often. Both of them. *sigh*



I noticed that the shear volume of deathly stares I got because I was in a wheelchair was disturbing. People looking at me like I'm lazy and only using it so I didn't have to walk. This zoo is a literal hike up a mountain. It's hard for me to do on my own. Plus, add to all my physical issues, my asthma, it's not fun. That's beside the point anyway. I just don't know why anyone has to get a dirty look for being disabled. That's disgusting!


(flashback collage)

Hopefully my town will stop being on fire by the time my birthday hits in the morning. Not even a year since our last one! Smokers, please think before tossing your cigarettes from your car! This is how wildfires start!



x0x0,
Sid