My Birthday Party: Part Two

When they heard that I don't celebrate my birthday much, and preferred for this year to just let it go without much of a do, Katie and Carolyn arranged a surprise birthday party. Then I arranged the dinner, so the party became more of a housewarming instead. Nonetheless, there were Asian Happy Birthday balloons there for me (and for Doug)...and enough cheese to stop a train. Twas a good, good time. I love it when, at a party, one ruthless, inappropriate, and ill-timed comment follows another at break-neck speed, until everyone has been numbed by what used to be insults, but have turned into a comedy routine. I mean, it's all in good fun, so we all take these comments well. But when it's a whole night of debauchery like that, the Saturday morning (afternoon?) post-party follow-up is always a hoot. I think Matt, Katie, and I spent a good two hours rehashing the hilarity this afternoon.

Here is an example of what Katie had to offer: pizza, beer (I'm back off the beer again...that was a dark time in my life. Never again), two MOUNDS of cheese (the white one on the back left corner and the orange one on the back right...unreal), chips and salsa, and chocolates she brought from home. The food (and wine) kept coming too: it was a great time.

Katie's school had given her a vat of tiny yellow tomatoes. We took care of those as well. Here's Dan. In THE shirt.

Ah yes, after an errant kiss, the girls were too embarrassed to face the camera. Correction: Katie was too embarrassed to face the camera. Carolyn's ingested wine was not.

Here's a gorgeous picture of me and Tim, one of the Riley twins. De-lish.

I think it's officially over, this birthday celebration. I'm glad they went all out, Korean styles.