I did a lot of celebratin' this year. Not just the annual things, but there were graduations, and awards, and promotions, and weddings and babies. Is this what it's like to be in your 30's?
Yes. The answer is yes, this is what it's like. Hallmark exists because people between 25 and 40 have a lot to celebrate, and there's a card for every occassion.
This spring was especially full of "occassions," when it seemed like I was double booked for festivities more often than not. It's a good problem to have, but it's quite a day when you start your morning gushing over tiny baby socks and enjoying finger sandwiches with your pregnant friend and end the evening at a Prom from the 80's screaming the lyrics to "Love Shack" while dressed like Clarissa Darling and wearing a fanny pack.
Yep. That happened. And I loved that day for all the people in it.
My fanny pack broke. It was sad. Like, literally. Look at that frown. |
Started the day looking presentable. |
Just a couple of weeks after Kelly's beautiful baby shower, we welcomed Jackson into our world. His pre-arrival party was a classy affair put together with all the love the ladies in his life could shower him with, and I think he's got a lifetime of spoiling ahead.
Ended the day looking like Nickelodeon. |
Meanwhile, at Lindsay's Bachelorette Party, we ventured to NYC as a group of 80's queens (Prom, not Drag). Well, ok, truth be told, we didn't push the limits of practicality too far (I literally had a fanny pack for cripes sake), but that's why I love my friends. We had a family dinner, we went to an (AWESOME!) 80's Prom, and then we closed out the night with the best tater tots you've ever put in your mouth.
No one got arrested, no one got roofied, and no one got a tattoo (I think...). They won't make a movie about us (but, I mean, they SHOULD, and might I suggest Tina Fey and Amy Poehler to be cast as Lindsay and me?), but you probably wish you were there anyway.
Tin roof. RUSTED.
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