All of you, without exception, rock my soul. Thanks for the lovely wishes of birthday happiness!
I had a fabulous day, although t'would have been even better if I hadn't had to work. But everyone there was great with the cards and the well-wishes, and my work friends took me out for lunch and sang "Happy Birthday" in front of the entire restaurant.
My party turned out to be near-perfect. Almost everyone I wanted to be there
was there, and they brought me a red "Birthday Girl" cowboy hat to wear all night.
T-roy grilled me up a perfect steak, and there were brownies and cupcakes. I also recieved some great presents, several of which were alcohol-based, some of which were candy-based, and the rest of which were reading-material based. (One notable: I got a (the?)
Johnny the Homicidal Maniac graphic novel!) There was also a pair of socks that say, "We'll Miss You!" among my presents, because my friends are freakish and strange. I love them, thought--socks
and friends.
And then, once everyone left, T-roy and I snuggled on the couch in the wee hours of the morning and watched (well, kind of
)
Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle.
So it was a lovely day: not without its mishaps, o' course, but just a kick-ass good time. I wish y'all could have been there.