it's my mother f*cking birthday
okay so its been a while. my birthday just passed and it was really good, besides for the fact that i am majorly sunburned. whatev, color is color and i have accepted that i will inevitably get skin cancer so there is no use being pale and trying to avoid it. i am half serious when i say that but its pretty much true.
so lets start with when the birthday celebration actually started which was last weekend with my fordham girls. it was amazing and so so so much fun. it was a blast to see everyone again and just hang out. mollie got me the prettiest breast cancer braclet that i love and wanted to steal from her for so long, and she made me a collage of all of the hallways pics from the year...so cute! and sara k. got me a poker set (definately essential and 10 times better than the ugly one i got from target) and the book "everyone poops" which is hilarious since i am very open with my pooping as most of you know. thats going in the bathroom next year. some of the best most thoughtful gifts ive ever received so thanks. but seeing everyone was seriously enough.
so then the week went by pretty uneventful, until friday when the gosselins gave me my birthday surprise. rita calls the boys outside to help her with something and i came with them i walk down the steps and see their pati covered with streamers and happy birthday signs and a cake that says happy birthday sarah. it was so cute. so they sang to me and we had cake. she goes inside for a second and comes back with a big black tote with picture slots in it with pictures of me and the boys. i look inside the bag and see at least 15 smaller presents wrapped inside. i started to tear up because i was seriously in shock. it was so much. she got me a big candle with an s on it, a day planner, book mark, stationary, journal, little books, a $50 gift certificate to olive garden because i love that restaurant, a $25 gift certificate to barnes and noble. it was crazy, even my parents didnt go that all out.
on friday night i flew out to florida with mom and aunt nancy. we got there late and went for a swim, and i got lots of phone calls at midnight from mollie, sara, andrea, and talked to a couple people at mike's party that wanted to wish me a happy birthday. it was the most recognition ive ever got for my b-day. the next day (my actual b-day) i just wanted to be low-key i slept late, went to the beach for a while, then went into west palm and ate at cheesecake factory to celebrate. it was really nice and it kind of overshadowed the akwardness in florida between me and my parents. they saved the "disappointment" talk for the next day, but it really wasnt that bad.
i've decided that birthday celebrations should not last 24 hours, instead it should be 24 days. and thats what ive been doing. last weekend was celebration with the fordham girls, this weekend was with the fam, and this week and weekend will be with the n'dub and conard crews. so i just wanted to say thank you to everyone who made my birthday so great. i love you guys, but not as much as i loved that damn penis cake.
so lets start with when the birthday celebration actually started which was last weekend with my fordham girls. it was amazing and so so so much fun. it was a blast to see everyone again and just hang out. mollie got me the prettiest breast cancer braclet that i love and wanted to steal from her for so long, and she made me a collage of all of the hallways pics from the year...so cute! and sara k. got me a poker set (definately essential and 10 times better than the ugly one i got from target) and the book "everyone poops" which is hilarious since i am very open with my pooping as most of you know. thats going in the bathroom next year. some of the best most thoughtful gifts ive ever received so thanks. but seeing everyone was seriously enough.
so then the week went by pretty uneventful, until friday when the gosselins gave me my birthday surprise. rita calls the boys outside to help her with something and i came with them i walk down the steps and see their pati covered with streamers and happy birthday signs and a cake that says happy birthday sarah. it was so cute. so they sang to me and we had cake. she goes inside for a second and comes back with a big black tote with picture slots in it with pictures of me and the boys. i look inside the bag and see at least 15 smaller presents wrapped inside. i started to tear up because i was seriously in shock. it was so much. she got me a big candle with an s on it, a day planner, book mark, stationary, journal, little books, a $50 gift certificate to olive garden because i love that restaurant, a $25 gift certificate to barnes and noble. it was crazy, even my parents didnt go that all out.
on friday night i flew out to florida with mom and aunt nancy. we got there late and went for a swim, and i got lots of phone calls at midnight from mollie, sara, andrea, and talked to a couple people at mike's party that wanted to wish me a happy birthday. it was the most recognition ive ever got for my b-day. the next day (my actual b-day) i just wanted to be low-key i slept late, went to the beach for a while, then went into west palm and ate at cheesecake factory to celebrate. it was really nice and it kind of overshadowed the akwardness in florida between me and my parents. they saved the "disappointment" talk for the next day, but it really wasnt that bad.
i've decided that birthday celebrations should not last 24 hours, instead it should be 24 days. and thats what ive been doing. last weekend was celebration with the fordham girls, this weekend was with the fam, and this week and weekend will be with the n'dub and conard crews. so i just wanted to say thank you to everyone who made my birthday so great. i love you guys, but not as much as i loved that damn penis cake.