Showing posts with label Happy Birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Happy Birthday. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Friday, August 8, 2008

On July 6th . . .

Elisa was born. To this day the only hippie I love. . . but she's still not allowed to hump me. . . just sayin'.

HAPPY (belated - I couldn't find the right picture) BIRTHDAY, GUUURL!

On This Day . . .

Patherine Kackard was born.



Leo Horoscope (Jul 23 - Aug 22)Your life should be humming along in the mid-Leo summer Sun, yet beneath the appearance of the fun and games, someone may be missing. But don't waste energy feeling sorry for yourself. Just because your soul mate is off making movies and missed your birthday doesn't mean it isn't meant to be . . . even if you've never met. . . .
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PATHERINE!

Monday, May 5, 2008

Pictures As Promised

The Cake:

The Poster:



Thanks, Elisa!

Sunday, May 4, 2008

SU-PRISE! SU-PRISE! SU-PRISE!

I wish to thank all my friends who got together and gave me a surprise party. One of my dreams realized, at last! I hope a good time was had by all. I know I had a lovely time. I deeply appreciate all the trouble my friends went to. Below you will find 10 highlights.

1. Birthday presents:
A. A massage from Blonde Justice so that I could, ya’ know, move and breathe. Lord love her!
B. Dorothy Parker martini glasses from Retainer Girl. I’m using them right now. Well, one of them.
C. Last, but by no means least, a kick ass poster of all our super hero identities done by Sarah from Red Fire. (I may now have to write a comic book. As long as we can get Sarah to ink it!) It bloody rules! I’ll post a picture of it as soon as I get one.

2. Cake! Not just any cake but a cake made to look like me by Elisa. It also rocked. I didn’t like to cut it. It was a trifle weird. But I hear it was delicious! So, whatever, hack me to bits!

3. Driving up to DC listening to intentional tone deaf singing.

4. Being told “Surprise!” three times before I got that it was a surprise party. What? I’m easily confused. Don’t judge me.

5. Meeting new people - always a bit stressful but what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger and everyone was funny and lovely.

6. Mint juleps. Never again. ½ was too much but I appreciate the thought.

7. Absinthe. Hu. I hate licorice. Loathe it. Yet, for some reason, while the first taste is really quite offensive, it does have a rather compelling after taste. Would I drink tumblers full? No. A sip here and there? Bring it.

8. Giving out dollar bills and the occasional bit of change. What? Rent is expensive in DC. I’m a giver. Besides, wee Stu needs the money for dancing lessons.

9. Listening to a song about me that consisted of two words repeated over and over again. Every Mozart has to start somewhere, Emre, don't worry.

10. Hanging out with my friends, whom I adore!

Pictures to follow, I'm sure, at some point.

Love you all to bits, mean it!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Happy Birthday, Olivia!

From your "Scottish Husband" . . .
& Your country of choice!
Evil Scotsman
by Billy Connolly

"If your looking for trouble,
You're in the right place,Don't look at me like that, or I'll headbutt your face
I'm a mean motherfucker,
I was born that way,
and just because I wear a skirt don't think I'm fuckin' gay.
Cause I'm an evil scotsman,and Jimmy is my name,
I'm a sheep shagger from Aberdeen,and causing pain is my game."
Co` latha breith sona dhuibh! (Happ Birthday! [or so I'm told])

Next year in (your) Holy Land!