Just Can't Get Enough
Saturday was the 19th anniversary of my birth, and I celebrated it just as it would have been the day I was born March 20th, 1985.... with an unbelievably fun 80's dance party thanks to MisShapes, great Italian food (Andre's Brick Oven,) 18 beautiful roses arriving in a box thanks to my wonderful sister who always outdoes herself and spoils me even when we are thousands of miles apart, lots of friends, laughs, drunken till I couldn't see straight, dance dance from 11 at night till 4 in the morning, having a mac and cheese 5 in the morning hot family dinner, and all around a great night. Not only that but the night before that we were having our own little room dance party (just like old times.) My friends surprised me into tears when Adam paraded into our room with what I saw as fire at exactly 12 midnight with shamrock cupcakes. As I blew out the candles and made my wish, I knew that this birthday was off to a great start. My birthdays don't exactly usually go all this well. Is seems that 80's dance party's might just become part of my weekend routine, and I Just Can't Get Enough.