Wuth-Tang Clan

On December 2nd, I turned the ripe old age of 30. Frankly, I am floored by this because I was only born yesterday! I haven't even learned to walk or sit without falling yet! I say "sit" without falling because I managed to fall out of my chair last Sunday night at Hotel Cafe right at the moment where everyone was staring at me and singing "Happy Birthday". Amazing. That is what I am.

My birthday was a typical day; I woke up, was late for work, sat by myself at the office for about 4 hours with no human interaction until my co-worker Adi came in with a beautiful box of cupcakes! I got pretty excited because let's face it, who doesn't love cupcakes? I left work a little early to go home and get ready for dinner reservations that my friend Mark had made with a few friends. A liquid dinner with close friends was just what the doctor ordered. Mark arrived and let me know that it would just be us for dinner and we would meet up with everyone after at the Piano Bar. This didn't bother me because I love getting drunk with Mark. We opted to go to a different restaurant that was closer to our final destination. After he took a wrong turn, we then opted to just park at the Piano Bar and go to Citizen Smith (the same establishment that I got good and boozed up at before going to Hotel Cafe where I proceeded to fall out of my chair). The restaurant was packed so I suggested we sit at the bar which is a "terrible option because then we can't smoke" Mark said. He sauntered off to see if the patio was open, when I saw that it was, I followed suit. As I got to the patio door, I looked up and felt my jaw hit the floor as everyone yelled "Surprise!"

I could not believe Mark pulled off a surprise party. He is terrible at surprises and definitely not a party planner. He completely fooled me which happens rarely. I was so overwhelmed by all of the faces but completely excited all at the same time. About 10 minutes later when all of the greetings and hugs were had, I heard someone ask, "Did you order a grey goose martini?" I turned to the server to find my dear friend Carrie (who lives in Florida), wearing a big black afro wig! It was one of those moments where you would expect to see someone scream and start jumping up and down and freaking out but all I could do was stare. My brain could not process that she was standing in front of me because I had just talked to her two hours earlier and argued about how I wanted the Cavs to win the game against the Heat that night because Lebron is a douche-lord, and how she was going out to watch the last half of the game (That game was embarrassing for Cleveland by the way). I also couldn't understand why she was wearing a black afro wig. After a solid 10 seconds of staring in disbelief and peeing my pants a little, I managed to wrap myself around her for another solid 2 minutes as she tried to balance my clinging to her, and not spilling my martini she was holding. This really was the "frosting on the cake" and when I say cake, I mean the centerpiece that was sent from my other amazing friends back in Massachusetts that was shaped like a cake made of flowers. It was the best birthday ever. EVER. I couldn't have better people in my life and I am truly grateful for that. The amount of love on that patio could turn anyone into a pile of mush.

The weekend was extremely eventful which I will have to write about in a separate blog, but it ended last night with a last minute trip to Club Nokia for the Wu-Tang Clan show. Now, I couldn't tell you one song by Wu-Tang but I do know them because people have called me by their name for a good portion of my life. To be perfectly honest, I had so much fun at that show that I don't remember the band ever going on. I also don't remember paying the tab, walking to our friend Drew's apartment building at 2am, high-fiving and chatting up the front desk guys at his building like an idiot, walking to the car, falling on the sidewalk (see picture of my road rash), or throwing Mark's beverage out the window, or singing at the top of my lungs the whole way home. We made it home around 3:30 and still managed to take a bunch of pictures, Video-chatted with Mark and Josh (who we were with all night... we didn't have enough), send a bunch of videos back and forth, and a long conversation with Shauna on the east coast around 4:30. We got about an hour of sleep before I had to drive Carrie to the airport and say goodbye. She missed her flight...

Welcome to December everyone! This weekend was a great kickstart to what I hope to be a fantastic holiday season. I am one who typically gets some holiday depression but this year, I don't know. I think it might be different. All you need is love and I got plenty of that for the past four days to last me a long time.

This Wuth-Tang has the best damn clan in the world.