Imma live photo bomb this page with my birthday as it unfolds. ALL WEEKEND LONG. I know, the Internet hasn’t been this exciting since the invention of Youtube. You? Are welcome.
- My first birthday card given to me a day early by my Pookie Bear, Kramer. He knows me, he really knows me (this card made me laugh so hard I might have peed a couple drops).
- In my car when I left for work this morning. Addressed to “My Gorgeous Wife.” Awwwwweeeeee… I know. I just puked rainbows, too.
- I got to work and I was all, “Dammit it’s my birthday! I’m havin’ Donut Gems! And Coffee! And no one can stop me!” Consequently, I’m rockin’ a wicked sugar high and I’m pretty sure I’m hallucinating just a teensy bit. Whatevs. WORTH IT.
- I booted up my computer this morning to find that my Facebook had exploded. I’m rather touched. Particularly by my friends who said things like “Happy birthday! I miss you touching my naughty parts!” Which will be fun for my Grandma to read. I have the greatest peeps ever.
- And then my phone started blowing up and it’s been going off all day. It’s making me all warm and gooey inside. I imagine this is what cookie dough feels like when it’s just about to come out of the oven.
- Birthday lunch! It may not look like much, but this is one of my favorite salads from a local, family owned deli. Plus, it was bought for me. FREE birthday lunch! Even better!
- These were my lunch dates: Dad, Hoops & Yo-Yo.
- And then Rhonda eludes to dirty stuff, not deterring our friends but only egging them on… Again I say, “I love my peeps.”
- And then a knock at my office door for the delivery of a bouquet of my favorite flower! Thanks, Mom & Steve!
- At the BRC (Big Red Cock) Having a couple of beers at the bar before dinner. Yes, it’s a Hipstamatic photo but I couldn’t get a decent shot in such low light. Even with a 1.4 lens on 1600ISO. So lay off the ironic hipster jokes. Also, Austin Amber Ale is pretty darn good. In case you were wondering.
- Dinner and Dessert: Pork chops and macaroni. And SNICKERS BEIGNETS. Yeah, I’ll wait a moment while you let that sink in. They were “HOLY CRAP” good.
- This is me and my Grams at dinner. Not shown here: Rhonda, my Dad, and bestie, Ileya. It was a good time had by all. Also, don’t ask me why I’m doing the Paris Hilton stink eye. That one beer must’ve really done me in or something…
Friday night I got to continue celebrating with our Compound Crew (seven years and running!), which meant Cake! And Starbucks! And duck jokes!
- Some of the best cupcakes ever made. And an extra special birthday soy latte. So totally perfect.
- Tim had to console Sugar because we wouldn’t let her have any cupcakes. Poor, mistreated puppy…
- I really love that my friends give me sentimental stuff like nice coasters with photos in them and framed pictures… and a “not a pet duck” pet duck phone. They butter me up and then poke me with a stick. And they wouldn’t be my friends otherwise.
- I had to immediately call someone to tell them that I was talking to them from a duck. So naturally I called my mother.
The next day was Rhonda’s designated “Pamper Lindsey Day” (I know, I totally have the best wife EVER). We got Thai Massages and then mani-pedis in massage chairs and then we went out to a lovely dinner at one of my absolute favorite restaurants, t’afia. Seriously, my wife is kinda, totally, awesomely awesome.
- Best place for an authentic Thai Massage in Houston. We would know. We went to Thailand. Plus, the place is so cozy and the staff so wonderful and kind and happy. Hitting up West Gray Thai Massage is a bit like Disney World for me.
I wish I had shot more images on “Pamper Lindsey Day,” but I was a bit too noodly to handle a camera. Next weekend when my mom totally spoils me for my birthday, I’ll be sure to rock out the images.
To be continued…
Happy birthday to you! The festivities continue tomorrow night!
Can’t wait!