Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Thing About Birthdays . . .

The thing about birthdays is they come every year . . .

. . . and as my sister Julie would say, thank the 8-pound, 7-ounce Baby Jesus for that.

Champagne Homerun Derby? Oh, you better believe it. 2-for-3? With men on base? That's me, baby. That's .667, if you're rounding up.

And I am.

Presents? Well, yes, if you've got friends and sisters and peeps like I have. Sesame Street wrapping paper? Naturally.

We spent the day at the beach -- of course we did -- and had margies on our deck afterward, and then it was time for that age-old tradition, the obligatory birthday self-timer photo.

Lovely. Perfect. But wait! Where's Jonny V??

Oh there he is. But now MB's not ready . . .

. . . and now nobody's ready. Because none of us can stop talking for one second.


Not only can we not stop talking, we can't hold a pose for 12 seconds either.

Oh there, that's better. I even like the double triple exposed MB -- that's sort of how most of us were feeling by then.

Jonny, come on now. Relax. Make yourself at home.

O-kay. Now we're getting somewhere . . .

Aw, look at my peeps, wouldja? Who could ask for better peeps than I have?

Nobody, that's who.

Thank you guys -- thank all you peeps -- for a fabulous day and a spectacular birthday weekend. I felt like the Queen of Sheba. I am the Queen of Sheba.

And now please excuse me while I check into detox.


Keely said...

looks like a blast! Happy Birthday my dear.

Central PA said...

Happy Birthday! I would say, "hope it was special", but clearly, it WAS!

Pickles and Dimes said...

Happy birthday! Looks like a fun group of friends!

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Aw, Ellie, another year older, another year older. Ha ha ha.

I love the self-timer photos. Perhaps not up to your usual Mistah standards, but lovely nonetheless.

Wishing I were on the deck having a margie with you now, I mean it IS 11:15 am at your house :-)


Captain Dumbass said...

Happy Birthday your Highness.

Springer Kneeblood said...

Ellie, I missed your birthday...that's horrible! But at least you had margies. I hope they were the PERFECT margies!

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Oh, how I miss you lovely peeps! Wish I could celebrate a birthday with you one of these years, you always make them terribly fun.

Happy, happy, lovely girl.