First, H a p p y B i r t h d a y, K a t i e!!
So, in honor of my sister's birthday.... What is your favorite, or worst, or most interesting birthday memory?
Naomi's Answers:
Answer #1: My first thought is a lovely amalgam of childhood birthdays, filled with colored crepe-paper streamers, homemade cakes in the design that I chose (mom is so cool!), and a chance to pick out the 1 single, sugar-cereal I was allowed per year. I almost always chose Lucky Charms. There was one birthday where I was feeling particularly popular; I was probably 11 or 12 and I was feeling pretty cool with the collection of girls from my school gathered in our home. I overheard one, ultra-cool girl ask another, "do you know what color her room is?" Apparently, she had gotten me a little blue music box and was worried it might not match my "colors."
That was the first time I was aware that people had "colors" or "themes" for their bedrooms. Our house was more colorful and lively and on the hippie side of fashion. Was I a lesser person for not having a coordinated bedroom? Yikes. I think I remember being a little embarrassed at the time, but I can honestly say at this point in my life I soo don't care. I loved my childhood and all that I am because of it. I wouldn't change a thing.
Answer #2: Last year's birthday was great! I went out to dinner at the Crab Cracker with my now-fiance Aaron, along with his family and my family. Even Uncle Ken joined in. Then it was back to my apartment for ice cream sundaes! Lots of friends showed up and everyone brought different toppings and we all loaded up. Maria and Forest brought me Margarita glasses to be used for the sundaes. They were a hit! That was a pretty great party, thanks everyone!
3 comments:
When I was seven, my mom took me and a bunch of my friends to "Chuck E Cheese" for my birthday. Unfortunately there was a "mix up" when it was time to go home and I got left at the restaurant. Fortunately, one of the kitchen staff claimed me as her own and cared for me for the three weeks it took my family to realize their mistake.
Ah mama Rosa, I do miss you so....
Skiing at Alpental for my 14th(?) birthday. The 68 VW bus we had had a clogged fuel filter, but my Mom nursed it up I-90 with 5 of my friends to take us skiing...Wow, she was pissed when my Dad fixed it by just taking out the filter and blowing through it...
How about having a snow day for your 27th birthday and then having your sisters bring you dinner while holding your favorite baby boy? That sounds like a great birthday to me. Plus we had a party with sushi making!
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