saturday, in clip form.

good things about my birthday party:

1. when Marc's grandmother sashayed up to me, wine glass tippy in her right hand, and proclaimed, "Your apartment is so lovely! Your hair is so lovely!"

2. the way a 2 PM start time doesn't have much effect on the end time. This birthday just goes on and on.

3. the distrust and sneakiness that resulted in pretty much everyone bringing some kind of dessert. This included a cake shaped like a basket of flowers and baked for a crowd of 32, a box full of pastries straight from Veniero's, dozens of cookies, and five pounds of homemade chocolate.

4. the way my friends and family know me: where there wasn't dessert, there was wine. And sometimes, there was dessert wine!

5. when Marc's cousin mocked me for having an Amazon wishlist filled with books. Bite me, sucka!

6. my horoscope that day, which started with: "It's great to be a geek!"

7. when Carolyn called and said she was only about 3 and a half hours away.

8. when black/blacker internet celebrity Jesse Chan-Norris was bear-hugged by my hunk-ass husband.

9. when I kissed Doug goodbye and he squealed, "She kissed me!"

10. a perfectly clear blue sky and the incredible 50 degrees of delicious warmth tickling skin I haven't exposed since last August.

not-so-good things about my birthday party:

1. the tomato sauce that splurted out of the portable oven-thingy onto the carpet at 1:58.

2. all the people I know who, as it turns out, like to refer to Heineken as "Heiny."

3. when my brother-in-law turned to me as we stood in a crowd of my in-laws and said, "Well, I guess Marc's side of the family wins this party, huh?"

4. that we live in Connecticut and the limited budget that prevented us from flying in everyone I love, everywhere.

Posted at 2:53 PM in category neither smooth nor popular.