Some people love birthdays, others, not so much. I have always loved going out to celebrate anything, especially birthdays, but this year something wasn’t right. I wasn’t excited and I don’t know why. Maybe I’m just getting old.
I always plan my own birthdays and the past few years have been a little bit too much fun – which always leaves me with the inevitable problem, how will I top this next year. This year, I planned nothing… Then when my birthday weekend arrived, I got seriously depressed. I started making some calls, but nobody was able to come out and lift me out of my birthday blues. I was sitting around all alone and wondering why I did this and waited till the last-minute. BaDing tried to lift my spirits by taking me out to dinner and to grab a drink. It was slightly working, but I just missed my friends and couldn’t get out of my funk. We left the bar and came back to the apartment. As I opened the door and turned on the lights, all of my friends yelled “SURPRISE!!” My apartment was covered in decorations, there was champagne and bottles everywhere, and nothing but friendly faces each way I turned. I am still in shock that everyone was able to pull this off, and I knew absolutely nothing! It turned out to be such an amazing birthday that I will never forget. Thanks to everyone who made my birthday so perfect! *don’t mind the green wig in my hand. long story.