Hey folks

Ah, but I have a lot to write. Oooooh, yes. My three birthday celebrations. My trip to Romania. How I busted my finger playing Wii. The last is the most important right now. Of course, because its all I NOTICE... it hurts like somewhere hot where people burn if they're evil. How did I manage to do this to myself, you ask? By playing tennis. But wait. Claire, that's illogic. You were playing Wii. How on earth did you manage to hurt yourself with a virtual ball and racket???? Because the chair I rammed my hand into was not virtual in the least.
And now typing is a difficult entreprise.
My birthday was 6 days ago. I got nice presents. A movie and romanian candy from Val, makeup from Dew, two hours of horseback a week instead of one, a silver bracelet to add to my collection and a notebook from my parents, a gold necklace with a horse pendant from my grandma in Valence, a great book from my bro and sis. All in all, a productive celebration, eh? Just kidding!
Romania was a week ago. I miss my dad, but he's coming home soon. I saw these castles!!!beautiful. Check out the pics on facebook in a few weeks, you'll see. And I could imagine. I could play make-beleive. I love imagining things. I saw the carpathians, I saw the Bran castle, otherwise known as dracula's castle but it had nothing to do with it which was ironic. Huge plains and touch-the-sky snow-tipped mountains.
And then I left and met my soul-mate on the plane. Aw, don't get excited, he was 33. But a girl can dream,eh?
My first birthday celebration was with direct family. I had a special breakfast. A special lunch. My grandpa wasn't there, neither was my dad. Something wasn't quite right. But I felt loved, cherished, and that's what's important, right? My next birthday celebration was that night, at a sleepover with my friends. It was fun. We got dressed up and her mom took us out to a lounge. We danced, listened to some music, had a great time. Came home at 2:30 in the morning. I had one of the most embarassing moments of my life when Val asked the singer to announce my birthday. Everyone looked at me. God knows how they knew it was me!! Then some guy asked me to dance. A night of firsts, I suppose. Poor dude. He'd be vexed if he knew I felt like I was dancing with my dad!! the funnest part for me was dancing with my friends and getting ready. And I slept for four in a half hours and went to the dentists to get a crown placed. All in all, a memorable two days. The third was yesterday. With my Mom's family. It was a surprise, I had no idea. THe cakes were so pretty! thing is, they brought them out and started singing happy birthday while I was in the bathroom. Yeah, yeah! Only happens to Claire.
So there, that's it. My birthday. I love my family. And my finger hurts.