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As some of you know, July 5th marks the one-year anniversary of Daphne's arrival in Norfolk, Virginia. Well, us four (including our cat--that's me, Kat, Daphne, Andrea and our cat Boots, so make that five) are now in Virginia Beach far and away from my mother (yes!), but since Kat and I have errands on the third (have to get money orders to pay our rent, I have a doctor's appointment and Kat and I might want to do a little shopping at the Wal-Mart on Lynnhaven Parkway and Princess Anne Road that day), which I had made Daphne's birthday as because the fifth is, sadly, my brother's birthday, and I didn't want any conflicts between me and him about the choice for my doll's birthday, so I easily made her birthdate the 3rd of July. (The 4th was my mother and late father's wedding anniversary, so that is another reason why I moved Daphne's b-day two days ahead.) And maybe on either the 4th or the 5th of July is when my apartment community may hold an Independence Day pool party and cookout, and even though that Shee'lee knows about Daphne now (I told her about who Daphne was when she was off the clock at the pool), but I don't think I would have the audacity to buy Daphne an XS one-piece swimsuit (Kat requires that for my dolls) and take her with us to the pool.
So, because our lease paperwork (the stuff we keep, including the copies of the lease we sign) had a coupon for a free medium one-topping pizza from Domino's Pizza, and Kat and I agreed that we could use it for Daphne's "birthday party", so we did. But hunger and other factors had also let us decided on to celebrate Daphne's birthday about two weeks earlier than usual. So, we ordered a thin crust pepperoni pizza and an order of Buffalo Chicken Kickers. We already had some Coke from the week's grocery shopping, so we didn't need to buy any more 20-ounce bottles or the like. And when Domino's slogan says "You got 30 minutes," they mean it. Even though that the adverts say that it is only an estimate and not a guarantee because they want to ensure the safety of the drivers because even though this is a totally unrelated story, but a few years back, a competing pizza delivery company, Chanello's Pizza, had this guarantee that your pizza was to be delivered hot and fresh in 30 minutes or less, or you get $5 off your order, which the driver had to use your phone and call the manager to verify the discount; but one driver in the Great Neck area got into a fatal accident trying to rush delivering a pizza to a customer. Got into a serious fender bender on the intersection of First Colonial Road and Great Neck Road. After that incident, Chanello's got rid of that guarantee. But our pizza and Chicken Kickers were delivered in 25 minutes. So, we ate the pizza and Chicken Kickers for Daphne's birthday and even though that Daphne really cannot eat, but I was trying to get her to hold a plate full of pizza (my plate btw) and tried to snap a picture of her holding the plate, but her hands kept springing back to where they were originally molded and the plate kept on sliding down her lap, having me to catch a plate full of pizza before it went all over a newly carpeted floor, but I do have some pictures of her with her gifts.
What Kat had got Daphne is a "Someone in Virginia loves me" t-shirt from the Virginia Diner Shoppe at Pembroke Mall in her size (adult small) and I got her a Sony PSP from the GameStop on Ferrell Parkway with Lumines II, Madden NFL 06 and Disney/Pixar Cars, with an agreement that Kat and I can play it also. I got the PSP and the games used.
I've yet to upload the pictures to my camera and weed out the ones that don't look all that good before uploading them to The Doll Album.
But don't despair, I will give Daphne due respect on her two important dates, her alleged birthday (itsme, or uch, if you have a more approximate day of Daphne's "birth," I would like to know, but until then, July 3 it is) and her anniversary of entering mine and Kat's lives, July 5 2007, which this July 5th (it's on a Saturday), would mark one year of my having a doll that isn't inflatable and having a doll that I kept for more than two weeks.
(Note to itsme and uch: As you might have read my posts, I had set a doll's birthday to the date and time the doll is delivered to my house. I set Andrea's birthday to March 12, 1987, making her 21. March 12, 2008 was the day that my mannequin had came to my house on the UPS truck. I could be off a few days, but that is the day I had made Andrea's birthday as. And as for my unnamed-for-now RealDoll [Kat and I gave up on the name Sydney because I didn't want people to confuse my RealDoll-to-be's name with Goldman's Torsodolls and we agreed to name her within a day or two of her arrival by freight truck], I will also assign her birthday when she arrives on mine and Kat's doorstep. So, until I know that Daphne has a different day that she was released from her mold, I am still staying with July 3 1981 as her birthday. Hope you understand.)
Well, I got a long day ahead of us tomorrow (more errands and suchlike) and my laptop's battery is dying (seems like I have a much shorter battery life thanks to the incorrect operating conditions of loaning my laptop to my family who really cannot take good care of other people's, including Rent-A-Center's, stuff, they can't even take care of a Toshiba Satellite laptop that they bought off of them well), so I'm going to close here.
Peace out,
CGM, CGB_Wife, Daphne, Andrea and the unnamed-for-now RealDoll
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