Birthday Memories

Today is my birthday! I take gifts in all dominations (credit cards, checks, cash, free drinks, food, flowers, etc).

One of the best memories I have from my childhood is waking up to my parents (and sometimes my Brother) singing “Happy Birthday” to me. Even when I got to college they’d get up extra early so they could call and wake me up with the song. Now that I’m on the other side of the country they haven’t been able to wake me up with the song since my 22nd birthday, but I just got a voice mail (saving that one for 40 days) of them singing for me. I even got a little teary-eyed listening to it (and even writing this) because it just gives me warm fuzzies that I’m still their little girl and I know today will be a good day no matter what.

So, here’s to a fabulous 26th Birthday filled with friends, family, laughs and booze.

Happy Birthday to all those May 20 babies.

They also gave me a ginormous hat and butchering lessons (Random but I asked for the lessons, the hat was a surprise)

Work Friends

I’m currently listing to Elvis Presley and wishing I were alive when he was shaking his hips on the Ed Sullivan Show, but that’s besides the point.

Today I got to do something that maybe girls my age have never had the opportunity to do. I had brunch with my work friends, girls that have made living in NYC for four years so worth it. Melanie came back to NYC for a special visit and the five original CS girls had brunch. It funny how much we know about each other’s lives and how we keep on top of each other's upcoming major life events. I know many of my college friends have never experienced what I get to experience with these girls in their jobs. We’re all the same age, expect for Michele (the Grandma, a year older) and we started working together 3 years ago and have been close friends since.

I just wanted to express how lucky I feel we are that we’re able to gossip not just about work about each other’s lives and truly care about what’s going on with each other. And now if only they would respond to “please rescue me” bbm’s.