Birthdays are a weird thing...while we all die alone, we all entered this world through our moms. My wise, dear friend Valencia was smart enough to know I would need support during this first b-day without Mom, and generously flew down to be with me, causing a chain reaction of me putting a little effort into arranging some entertainment...and voila! Depression avoided.
Thursday night was spent at Bigfoot Lodge, my fav bar. Very kick back, and fantastic music. We made it until midnight, when I turned Jesus's age, and even had some b-day cake to celebrate.
Friday night was 80s dancing at Ruby, and it was SUCH A BLAST! Hard to name a favorite moment, but it was probably either Rock Lobster or Valencia and me in the hip hop room fending men off after I did an S-Factor hip move. Aftewards Brenda, Anna, Dave, and Valencia led me down to Mel's where we were served after hours by one of the rudest waiters ever, who looked quite a bit like Kirk Cameron.
Saturday was pjs/hangover day (I'm old, remember?) until we got dressed and made it up the Hollywood Hill to Mark's party. Amazing food and met some nice people.
Sunday was Cheebo brunch, taking Valencia to the airport :( open house, afternoon drinks at Venice boardwalk with Sarah to say goodbye to Dannie and Warren :( where Hero was a huuuge hit on the boardwalk (What IS it? Is that ALIVE?), then home to host movie night: Shaun of the Dead. We enjoyed cheese fondue, b-day cupcakes from Joan's on Third (thank you Ellie!) and once again picked a deadly word to drink to: "Ed" (Shaun's roommate).
There was a strong showing over b-day weekend from the Scibosphere, Feedback LA, Flash Forward and the Miracle Mile Posse.
Thanks to all for taking my mind off aging, and helping me usher in my first b-day without Mom...she was missed, but we all told some great stories about her. V. funny. And best of all, you all made me feel very special and not at all alone. Thanks.
If you're interested, there are some Pix here.
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