so, the festival of my birth lasted the entire week and with it came a birthday dinner of epic proportions (for me, anyway...i'm the type to hide on my birthday) on Saturday evening.the time? 7pm.
the attendees? 19 people that i adore.
the evening began with me running late...mhmm. typical.
as i rushed to the restaurant, teetering along in platform heels and a beautiful, corseted, sleeveless number (thank you, allsaints...and, more importantly, thank you to my paramour for gifting me with such a beautiful dress), i received several text messages from attendees stuck in traffic, on late trains and in cabs...all apologizing for their lateness. little did they know that i would be, more or less, the last person to show up.
...which is fine. i rather show up after everyone has settled down and figured out where they were going to sit, what they were going to order and all that...and to think, i was actually considering making name tags and having a seating chart to try to get people to mingle...
oh, but they, more or less, mingled on their own. so, there wasn't much to worry about.
i realize now that i have neurotic-hostess syndrome. i have to make rounds and make sure i get in at least 5 minutes of uninterrupted talk-time with each person at the party to try to show my gratitude for their showing up...which worked out well this time...mostly because of my dress.
i'm pretty sure it was the five guys burger & fries i ate earlier in the day that led to me calling dear liam to come over and help me zip into the dress...it's a dress that gives you perfect posture and one that is far more comfortable when you're standing up...
so, back to what i was discussing...because the dress was better standing up, it was the perfect get-up for the neurotic-hostess, milling about, hopping from table to table to ask if the food was ok, if people were having a good time and to thank people for gracing me with their presence. i truly did appreciate it and it was nice to finally have people in my life meet each other. there's always something so satisfying about that.
...but i digress...orders were finally taken around 9pm as we all sat around, chatting, staving to death...and the majority of the guests ordered the steak au poivre, which made me even happier. (it's one of my favorites, as you know)...
the food came, everyone conversed at candlelit tables, laughter echoing from time to time...and just when i thought the party was winding down, an incredibly large, red velvet cake, emblazoned with candles, suddenly appeared in front of me. (thank you for the cake, sherry!) i was in shock and awe as the entire dining area, strangers included, sang a very sweet & gregarious "happy birthday" to me...i'm pretty sure i was blushing, but i cropped that out (thanks to my dearest melissa for the photo above).
the cake did us all in...and there was still some left over. i gave a slice to the wild tarot card reader who was chatting up the patrons. did i mention someone bought me a card reading? well, they did...and the tarot card reader told me the following:
- you will be coming into prosperity - this is good news.
- you make good decisions, but must stop second-guessing yourself - story of my life.
- stop dwelling on the past and enjoy the now - something i've struggled with endlessly.
- amorous activities of a kinky nature are in the future - well, that's nice to know.
- stop worrying about finances...the minute you worry, that's when they'll nosedive - duly noted.
- you are looking for a partnership - hmmm. business or pleasure? - could be both.
- an older, male libra will be of guidance - hm. i think i might know who, though it seems unlikely.
- aquarians think too much, but are very dynamic with you - she was an aquarius
- stay away from capricorns, they're boring - ha!
- partnering with another aries might be ok, but don't forget the follow-through - business venture, here i come!
she was raunchy and hysterical...and, so, clearly deserved a slice of cake.
the party thinned out after that. departing hugs, heartfelt thank-you's and last minute laughs commenced. by a little after midnight, everyone had cleared out and i wandered briefly with a few remaining friends to another party and then for a quiet latte with liam at a random cafe.
i got home around 2am, just in time to catch the most horrible movie ever made (i seriously watched the last half hour of this), blissfully exhausted and extremely grateful for the wonderful people in my life. i had a great time. to everyone at the party, merci beaucoup. you made this girl very happy indeed. xo.
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