I learned a few things yesterday:
- My husband is confident and secure in his husband-inity (see Photoshop work below).
- Cosmos are still a favorite drink of mine. I think. I can’t quite remember.
- My friends and family rock!
Wait a minute… is that Sting on the wall?
And, who is that hot chick next to him in the middle photo?
Shake it!! Don’t break it.
My make-shift martini glass.
Huh… I’m sensing a theme here.
Just in case you need a closer look:
The birthday stash.
There’s that theme again!
“Pete, you A**!”
A little purple 5 in your face.
Yeah, take that, Pete!
Oh, whoops. I am embarrassed. Very sweet.
While I appreciate all the well-wishes and effort that went into this event, let us not forget that technically, I’m still 39 for the next 3 days. So, with that in mind, I expect additional well-wishes, and perhaps a package or two, and most importantly that full-time nanny at a minimum (note my wish list), to come knocking on my door.
Oh, and… I suspect that Sting was already booked the day of the party since he didn’t show, but I’m sure you’ve already scheduled him to surprise me with a personal visit soon. Right? RIGHT?!?!?