Belated Birthday Post

It was my birthday this weekend! Actually it was yesterday, we celebrated on Saturday with all our friends. Have I mentioned lately how much I love my friends? Cause I do, I really, really do. 

The plan was to have everyone meet at our house and then we walked over to the nearest bar and kind of took it over, cause that's what we do. Apparently. 

Here are a couple of pictures from the night of shenanigans:

 

The biggest surprise of the night was this cake! My mom coordinated with C to get me and Josh a Care Bear birthday cake. It's delicious.

 

The mister and the girls, Amy, C and, me.

This picture cracks me up every time! You know the Dos Equis commercials with The Most Interesting Man in the World? C is doing her impression, and obviously Steph isn't buying it. 

 Me and J, this girl is amazing.

 The birthday kids!

So now I'm 28. And how do I feel about that?

Pretty damn good. 

This year is going to be a good one.

Back to the future...

Now I know you've been on the edge of your seat all weekend waiting for the pictures from 80's movie night. So here you go:

First I went to pick up C and met her out of town company dressed like this:

Needless to say by the time I arrived at my cross town destination I had forgotten how I was dressed until I suddenly felt the need to explain my outfit. 

Then C and I headed over to J's. But first we had to stop and get supplies. 

Again I forgot how we were dressed and kept wondering why people were staring, or why that guy let me in front of him at the store. 

I mean between my dress and C's bitchin' denim jacket, well it could have been a hot tub time machine. 

Did I mention C was in rare form? I'm pretty sure she was hoping someone was crusin' for a bruisin'.

Finally we get to J's where C and I vicariously live through her single girl (though, newly dating) stories. 

 J-in the middle of single girl story

Eventually we started St. Elmo's Fire. We didn't really watch it, because we're girls and we were feeling chatty. Imagine!

Respectfully we waited to take pictures until the end of the evening. Here are the ones that could safely be published:

  These are my friends. 

In all our attempts to get a picture of all three of us, these next two were probably the best we got. Unfortunately one of is moving because we didn't know when the timer would actually go off.

And that concludes the movie night portion of the evening.

C and I went to the bar, still in our 80's wear to meet up with her boyfriend and some friends. 

By that time I was having a horrible allergy attack from J's cat and my eyeballs felt like they were about to pop out of my head. But I'm a trooper and stuck it out. 

When the mister got home yesterday we discovered that he was waking up and getting ready to go the airport at the same time I was walking to my car to go home. 

Time differences are crazy.

Now I know how Macauly Culkin felt in Home Alone...

except Joe Pesci and Daniel Stern haven't stopped by for a visit yet. 

Here's what I've done today:

• Slept in for as long as the dog-child would let me.
• Enjoyed some coffee and Kahlua with my raspberry danish
• Watched the first half of the second season of Veronica Mars
• Did a load of laundry. So I wasn't completely useless.
• Stopped at the grocery store for spaghetti ingredients
• Had some gym therapy with C
• Planned 80's movie night with J
• Realized I took the meat out of the freezer too late
• Made a mimosa
• Put on Veronica Mars
• Thought that the loaf of Parmesan bread I bought at the store looks great for dinner, if only I had some cheese.

And that brings me to where I am now. Watching Veronica Mars with Gypsy deciding whether or I should make spaghetti which involves chopping, and assembling. Or, eating a loaf of bread for dinner. The loaf of bread is winning.

It's probably a good thing I only have one more day of this.