birthday parties

Remember that 8th birthday party at the skating rink? Where only FOUR KIDS actually came and you sprained your ankle?
Boy oh boy that was rotten.
That made me not want to try to invite people to a party ever again, because no one would come. And I would probably sprain something.

22 years later. She tries again.

That was fun.
I never appreciated the importance of just showing up to say hi and happy birthday. Now I get it.


Alex said...

I have the same crippling fear.

Happy birthday you popular lady!

Cathy said...

That was great.. You all seemed enjoyed the party.. That's a good thing.. :)

Jason said...

I obviously haven't been on your blog for a long time, since I'm commenting on a post from April. (Witness the Floating Goatee of Doom!) But I just wanted to let you know as I read a bunch of your posts to catch up that I'm reminded how much I really enjoy your writing and your take on life, on acting, and on cat books.