My, my, I guess old age is already toying with me. I forgot to post a big, cuddly happy birthday to myself. Seven weeks ago.
Better late than never, I suppose.
It was a fun, fabulous one, turning the big 2-9, minus a wretched double case of what my office has affectionately dubbed "Patrick Swayze eye" on the actual day. Technically, I spent my birthday at work, then crawling into bed with Yuu-chan around 3 p.m. and staying there long after he had gone to work, canceling dinner plans and being all "woe is me."
But the actual celebration was sweet. I took my besties to a four-story amusement complex, where we played basketball, went rollerskating (I even held on to my backward-propulsion skills from countless childhood days rolling around my parents' basement...yeah!), played ping pong and arcade games, and generally acted like spoiled, gleeful tots. Afterward, it was a yummy Mexican dinner and happy hour drinks aplenty, followed by--of course--a steamy session of karaoke. Steamy as in the air conditioner in the room is always, always broken for some reason.
That night, Yuu-chan treated me to a bubble bath with candles and wine, where he handed me presents one by one. They were perfect. He is amazing. The evening was incredible.
The next day, four of us had a champagne brunch, played Clue and then went to my taiko drumming class together and pretended to have the slightest idea what we were doing.
There was plenty of cake and an abundance of laughter.
I couldn't have asked for better.
Better late than never, I suppose.
It was a fun, fabulous one, turning the big 2-9, minus a wretched double case of what my office has affectionately dubbed "Patrick Swayze eye" on the actual day. Technically, I spent my birthday at work, then crawling into bed with Yuu-chan around 3 p.m. and staying there long after he had gone to work, canceling dinner plans and being all "woe is me."
But the actual celebration was sweet. I took my besties to a four-story amusement complex, where we played basketball, went rollerskating (I even held on to my backward-propulsion skills from countless childhood days rolling around my parents' basement...yeah!), played ping pong and arcade games, and generally acted like spoiled, gleeful tots. Afterward, it was a yummy Mexican dinner and happy hour drinks aplenty, followed by--of course--a steamy session of karaoke. Steamy as in the air conditioner in the room is always, always broken for some reason.
That night, Yuu-chan treated me to a bubble bath with candles and wine, where he handed me presents one by one. They were perfect. He is amazing. The evening was incredible.
The next day, four of us had a champagne brunch, played Clue and then went to my taiko drumming class together and pretended to have the slightest idea what we were doing.
There was plenty of cake and an abundance of laughter.
I couldn't have asked for better.
