Monday, November 24, 2008

The Big Four-Oh

Have I mentioned that I turned 40 last week? Quite a milestone, indeed. I’m almost done plastering my own face all over this blog, but my camera was in everyone’s hands except mine on that night, and I can’t help but force it on share it with you. So yes, I am in every one of the photos that I am about to post, but don’t worry, they’re not all flattering. And in one, you can pretty much see my whole ass. Sorry, mom.

I threw myself a little cocktail party downtown. I haven’t had a birthday party since I was about ten, I think. The partying started long before what you might consider a reasonable cocktail hour, so by the time Bill and I got dolled up and arrived at our venue, we were already all fired up.

I had a great time, because everywhere I looked I saw someone with whom I was desperate to converse and/or boogey
Poor Missy didn't have any fun at all.
I might be 40, but I am still totally immature enough to find my middle finger hilarious
exhibit A:
exhibit B, hi Beth!:
and why doesn't someone slap me? exhibit C:

In my hand above and being worshipped below is my passion and my undoing, the basil lemondrop
Please note the world's homliest Christmas tree in the corner. Charlie Brown has nothing on that bad boy.
Below is evidence of the fact that I acutally said blah, blah, blah” during my drunken tirade gracious thank you speech. I was mocking anyone who couldn’t handle a Wednesday night party. Mocking and gratitude go hand in hand, right?
Shortly thereafter, I became cheerfully paralyzed from the brain down.
And when I finally fell into bed, some of my friends came with me. I was that magnetic.

So, forty.
When I was a kid, forty was so old, but we humans have obvioulsy evolved a great deal since I had that misconceived notion. If forty is old, why can't I put down Twilight? It says right there on the cover that it's for YOUNG ADULTS.
But seriously, enough already about me. Let’s talk about you.
What do you think of me?


Me, You, or Ellie said...

You funny. And sassy. Whew! You look gorgeous, sister. Smokin'.


Julie said...

I think you are fabulous. AND you have great legs.


Nancy said...

Looks like a great time.
And you're partying 'tude?
... I think we may be related!

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Ah, Jacquie, I think your fabulous and sassy AND smokin’, and that’s not just the basil lemon drops talking. What a good party, for such a great and YOUTHFUL woman! Good times.

I just have to point out that I was the photographer of at least four of the included photos, including the oh-so-cute-one of you and Bill and the terrific “blah, blah, blah” shot. (who needs Mistah anyway?)

Hey, and I just remembered that in the last photo I took of you, days before your party, you were flipping me off as well. Hmmmm…..


The Blue Ridge Gal said...

I think you look exactly like I did on my 40th birthday. GAWD, are we twins born 14 years apart or what? I think middle fingers are cool... they only have one job in life and that is to flip people off. We should all be so lucky to only have one job in life.

Happy decade of the 4's.

The Blue Ridge Gal

Jane said...

Jacquie you are sooooooooooooo freakin adorable and hilarious. 40 suits you!

steenky bee said...

Happy Birthday! Your day looked like so much fun! All those ladies in one bed? Every man's dream.

Heinous said...

Happy Birthday! 40 is nothing. It's the new black.

Aunt Becky said...

Dude, you're gorgeous! Happy birthday, you sexy thang!