I’ve had a lot of good birthdays. In fact, I can’t actually think of a bad birthday. Well, there was the one where we had a freak freeze and I had to cancel my party because no one could safely drive to my house. But I seem to remember slip-sliding around the neighborhood, pretending I was an ice-skater with Shannon and my sister instead. And we already had the cake so I ate a lot of cookie cake that weekend. Plus, we rescheduled the party, so it wasn’t really ruined or anything.
Nope. I can’t think of a bad birthday (and I’d thank you not to remind me of one if you remember).
In honor of 38 pretty great birthdays, I thought I would share my all-time, top four best birthdays. Now, that is not to say that the other 34 were not awesome. These are just the ones that stand out in my memory every January 7th as ‘remember how much fun that one was!’
Also, I’m 38 now and my memory seems to be fading. I may have legitimately forgotten some of my birthdays. It’s okay if you remind me of the good ones, if you want to.
So, in a particular order, being worst-best to best-best, here are my top four birthdays:
4. My 13th. Nothing that happens when you’re 13 is awesome, but this birthday party was. Shock and surprise, M and I shared a party, which helped make it awesome because she was a cheerleader and I was awkward with a weird haircut. We were able to rent out Aunt Shawn’s apartment clubhouse and host quite a grown-up party with nibbles and drinks (soda) and our parents in the other room. My mom came out and forced us to slow dance with the boys, which I pretended to hate, but I secretly loved. I felt like I had crossed the threshold into TEENAGER. It was totally rad.
3. Another birthday featuring M. I don’t remember how old I was turning, but it must’ve been somewhere in the 5-7 range because we were still in ‘the old house’ on Central Church Road. I had what might’ve been my very first sleepover with several friends from daycare. Kasey Chambers came. Even at six-ish, she was already cool. She knew how to tie her shoes and everything. We were allowed to watch TV in my parents room on their waterbed which was EPIC! At some point, Kasey thought she saw someone at our living room window and we all commenced screaming and running around the house, equally terrified and thrilled. I was certain it was my dad playing a joke on us. I asked him about it once- it wasn’t him.
2. Oh, you would like another example of a birthday party with M? Okay (you probably thought I was exaggerating our birthday friendship in yesterday’s post… I wasn’t). Our 30th. At Taco Mac (thanks, Heath). It was supposed to be a surprise party but it wasn’t. But I had a surprised face for fun. I was not looking forward to it because I hate the Devil’s Den (aka Taco Mac) but we ended up having a lot of fun. I don’t recall feeling very well afterwards… it must’ve been food poisoning.
1. My number one all time favorite birthday was when I turned 20 and my sisters of AGD threw me a surprise party. M was not at this one. My suite mate asked me for a ride to Wal-Mart and I gladly obliged because I had a million and three things I needed but could not afford with my $300 credit limit. I kept hopping around the store, remembering this thing on this side and this other thing on the other side which I desperately coveted. SM (suite mate) began to get impatient, so I hurried… ish. When we finally got back to the house, I noticed all of the lights were off and the door was ajar. ‘We’re about to be murdered,’ I told her. We pushed the door open and the whole of the house screamed ‘SURPRISE!’ and I almost had a heart attack and died right there. But it was so awesome. I had assumed everyone had forgotten. I was dawdling at Wal-Mart because I was too sad to go back and just sit in my room feeling sorry for myself. Meanwhile, my amazing sisters were being amazing. Then there was a pie in my face. That was less amazing… but still funny.
I thought just for a moment about including my 21st birthday- it’s a pretty important one, usually. I was lucky because some friends came down from Maryland to spend it with me. But… I got that food poisoning again and I tend to talk a lot when I get food poisoning and I’m rather embarrassed about all the talking I did on that night. Plus, I have never felt so bad in my life as I did after that birthday party… so we’ll let that one slide.
My birthday bowling parties deserve an Honorable Mention- all of them- because that tradition was a lot of fun while it lasted. It may come back to life next year as my kids are old enough to get in on the bowling action.
All in all, my birthdays have been fantastic and wonderful and I feel smooshy with happiness at the thought of them. I am thankful for friends and family who have made my life so special and I hope that I am able to do the same for you in your life.
What’s your favorite birthday party memory?