Last year I thought it would be fun to get together with a bunch of my mom friends and celebrate our mutual sucky birthday histories. We would laugh , eat and drink in the face of our common bond and scare away the sucky mojo. It was not only a fabulous party, but it worked! Last year I had a great birthday!
Down the table, one part of it anyway... no matter how few times we had met we all chatted and laughed and carried on like we got together every week. But the truth is, all of those women " met" in an online message board ( mom2momKC ).To be in the same room as each other rarely happens. Some had stepped way out of their comfort zones to be there. I think all of them were happy they took the risk.
Megan and Other Susan got the " wear black" memo.
Karen and Sally showing their cheesy side.
Tracy likes a little wine with her fruit.
Melissa made me a coffee themed table cloth, Lee sent a beautiful bouquet!
I got to hang with my kids while my fabulous mother-in-law cooked us dinner!
I have steak about once a year.. this was that night. I'm not much of a meat eater, but once in awhile I get a hankering for a hunka beef.
What kinda awkward body twist I got going on there? Ahh, Brian. Smile. Please?
The cake was carrot ( my favorite) homemade , too, and not by me! Bonus!!!
Tracy - the sangria drinker- send a flamingo with a fairly large seasonal wardrobe. This was a seriously cool gift.
Thanks to a bit of planning, a lot of people who love me and one fabulously outfitted flamingo I turned 47 with glee in my heart. A new tradition has been established and, on a purely selfish note, I hope it happens every year. Aging has enough of a bad reputation, anything we can do to spin it is essential in my book.