
Soooooo yummy! I ate, like, half of this thing! HOORAY, CHEF DOC!
My birthday.
My birthday.
It came early, stretched on for about a month, and wrapped up with the most unexpected of glories…
And I don’t feel too much older for it, which is always a good thing
You see, this is the first year in many that I’ve NOT celebrated in LA. I think my (generous) parents were fearing I’d hunker down into a home-sick depression of sorts, because about a month before the actual day, they started delivering peppy surprises- like the coat. You see, I lost my favorite navy-blue peacoat (purchased in Scotland, so extra “boo” for it’s disappearance), so when Mom saw that JC Penney was having a sale on the lovely style, she told me to pick one out as my birthday gift. I got a yellow one, and I LOVE IT.
A. Lot.
Then the next weekend (or thereabouts) we went to Tucson for a September birthday extravaganza, since my mom, my dad, my brother’s girlfriend, and a family friend ALL share the birth-month. There I was, happy to sing to everyone, when they surprised me with my own little “pre-birthday’ birthday card at the group-birthday-dinner. They weren’t leaving me out, oh no. I got a giggle, and a little blush, at being sung to, two weeks away from my day.
Next, on the Birthday train, was Vegas. You see, we went for mom’s optical convention, but she wanted to eat at The Paris (where she made sure to tell the Waiter it was my birthday) resulting in additional chocolate mouse to go with our taster’s meal dessert EXPLOSION. Seriously, check this out:

YUMMMMMM
It was kind of incredible.
Aaaaand, although we returned on Sunday,(with my birthday actually within grasp that Tuesday), Dad was scheduled for hip-replacement surgery on my birthday morning, so we decided to celebrate with dinner and cake on Monday. (get all of that?) Dinner was yummy, the cake was super delish, and my parents (crazily enough) surprised me with more cards and a gift certificate for a MASSAGE. (cue chorus of angels!)
I really thought that I had rounded it all out, that I was Birthday-spent.
But no.
The actual day arrived and I fielded an avalanche of Facebook love (yesssss, it felt so good) and a balloon bouquet, and, a surprise card/gift from my new friend at work who shares the same birthday. (How cool! And she’s totally nice and fun to talk to… us Libras! So much fun
Dad’s surgery went well, and Mom and I swung by for a visit, after which we decided that we deserved a tasty dinner… Red Lobster it was! Where (of course) mom again made sure the server knew it was my birthday and we got a cookie-pie-ice-cream thing that I’m pretty sure was made by the divine.
So, are you counting it all up? That’s a lot of birthday so far, right? Well…
Once I got to LA, my girlfiriends and I celebrated at UGO with oodles of wine, and (once again) some birthday desert. It was splendid. Then Friday night my dear friends Doc, Jacob, and Adam surprised me with dinner (Doc is an absolute CHEF! You can read about his menu here) and more (you guessed it) dessert (this time HOME MADE! YUMMMMMM!)
All this eating required some sort of exercise, so when my friend Rachel, whose birthday was Sunday, invited me to Sweat it Out with THE MAN himself, Richard Simmons, I LEAPED at the opportunity. It was one of the best things I have ever done for myself, this man is energy and light, and I smiled the whole way through. We danced, we clapped, we lifted our legs about 65 gazillion times… I was a hot, sweaty mess by the end of it… but I was still smiling
And then he hauled about 7 of us birthday peeps up to the front, made the whole room sing “Happy Birthday” to us, and gifted us with an adorable (and hilarious) little Richard Simmons birthday doll on a beaded necklace.


Awwww, so cute!
Perfection.
So, as you can see, it’s definitely been a Birthday Month, and I’m feeling hopeful that with such a love-filled (dessert filled) celebration as this, that 32 will bless me with plenty more to keep smiling about. (please? I mean, 30 and 31 kind of SUCKED BALLS, you know?)
Thank you to everyone who participated in the festivities
You made this girl smile big time!
Nasty Comments (or) A Prayer for the Hasty-Haters
Oh, ye of few words and much anger…
May your patience weigh out over heavily tapping fingers.
May your brain demand a moment to kick in.
May you please, please, for the love of GOD, PLEASE, consult The Little Brown Handbook, or OWL or some other esteemed writing site before you hit…
SUBMIT.
A while ago I blogged about a play – a while ago, people lost their minds over it. Today I received the following comment on my “About me” page. Now, normally I allow comments, but seeing as Mighty Joe was obviously in a twist over my review, and since he made it so clear he wouldn’t be returning to view my response, I deleted it from that page and am now devoting this little bit of space to it instead. What a shame that he won’t be able to see the time I took in correcting his note. Then again, he probably wouldn’t appreciate the effort very much, would he?
I think it serves as a lovely reminder to always go over your work before you turn it in.
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