Thanks again for all your birthday well wishes, as well as the hilarious comments you left about age mishaps you’ve been having as well. So glad to know I’m not alone on that front!
As fate would have it, I work up on the morning of my birthday with a *wicked* head cold. What a miserable start to my birthday! I’m blessed to have the opportunity, when an emergency arises, to work from home, so I e-mailed my director (also known as the Coolest Boss I’ve EVER Had) (and no, I’m not just writing that because I know he might be reading this) (And just in case he is, Hi, Boss!) to tell him I’d be working from home that day.
I was delirious and head-coldy enough that in my morning stupor, I do believe I made mention to the fact that “yes, I do have a wicked head cold” but “yes, I do also realize that today is my birthday”, and that “I promise I’m not pulling a Ferris Bueller”.
“I promise I’m not pulling a Ferris Bueller”…?!? Nice and professional, Lulu.
For posterity’s sake (and because who wouldn’t take any opportunity possible to watch this movie), let’s illustrate what “pulling a Ferris Bueller” truly means…
However, unlike Ferris Bueller, this is what *I* looked like on that fated day:
And yes, that is a) a pink Snuggie, and b) the previous day’s mascara smudged under my eyes.
Pitiful thus far, no? Sickly, working from home, with a husband still living in Argentina… Poor Lulu! I promise you though, the day does get better. Like how I got a brill gift basket from my friend (visit this page to see what I’m talking about) and my sweet parents shipped me a box full of colorful pressies, full of wonderful birthday bits and bobs:
I might as well just put it out there now for any future children I may have- I will never wrap presents as well as my mother. Ever. Luckily, Mama Martini *does* wrap a mean birthday gift, and thanks to the magic of Skype, I was able to open them with her from my very couch!
The picture of her dog in this photo makes me laugh so hard- the poor pooch kept hearing my voice and was trying SO hard to figure out where I was!
After a Skype date with my mamacita, I got a great e-mail from my sister-in-law Nat and her husband Marco. They send us hilarious JibJab cards every year, and this year’s birthday surprise was no exception:
I was also able to have one more “Happy Birthday!” Skype date with the Mr. in Argentina, and even received a rousing “Feliz Cumpleanos” from his host family Suzy y Hector. I cannot wait to get to Buenos Aires soon and meet them both, they seem so funny and kind. Happily, my Skype date with the hubs was cut short, as his taxi to the airport had just arrived! Though he wasn’t able to be with my on my birthday, at least I was going to see him less than 24 hours later.
The rest of the day was filled with more office work and sniffles. C’est la vie. But, once the work day was over, I was treated to quite the birthday sunset:
See that great mix of purple and orange? Makes you understand the Phoenix Suns’ colors a bit better, no?
The Second Annual 28th birthday was capped off by one of my favorite foods- Papa John’s BBQ Chicken and Bacon Pizza. Which I order without chicken OR bacon, rendering it a big pile of cheesy BBQ sauce on bread. Delish.
I did order Cinnesticks for myself as well, thinking that every birthday girl deserves a birthday dessert, but I didn’t even bother to touch them. What was I going to do, stick a candle in them and sing to myself? (and yes, maybe I did contemplate it…)
Though I didn’t even leave the house, and the only human contact I had the entire day was with the pizza delivery man, I had a wonderful, content 28th birthday. And the Nyquil nightcap wasn’t half bad either.