I'd love to show you pictures from my birthday party, however, our 3 yr old lost our camera, so " No Soup for You!".
I spent 3 hours and $ 40.00 on my hair.
I wore the Adias gear.
Take pride in knowing that, at one point,I had a pair of panties that was a present from one of my friends, on top of my head, as well as a pink feathery terra.
I did come to one conclusion.
I will not be doing this next year.
We've been doing the SAME EXACT thing for my birthday since I was 21, and I've come to realize that it's gotten stale.
And a little boring.
And I hate being hung over.
I hate worrying if everyone is getting along ( and then I get phone calls the next morning that so and so was soooo pissed")
I feel like I did a horrible job at playing hostess.
We we're crammed into a little space, so we couldn't all sit together.
So many things were just " blah", ya know?
I love that so many of my friends were there.
Some took the night off from work just for me, and I'm grateful.
But I'm shallow, and I spent part of last night crying because I didn't get a card from my mother-in-law, or my parents.
I'm so lame
Next year, I'll settle fora "un-rushed" dinner, then maybe a movie.
Why do I fell bitchy for writing this?
Eh, don't care.
Period fairy came to town and has brought me an extra special treat this time around.