Meghan Grandolfo threw me an amazing and memorable 30th birthday party yesterday. I'm just now starting to feel like a human being. That's how much fun I had! Joining us in celebrating my 20-10 were Berman and Courtney and Joe and Derek.
Berman was responsible for the Warming Massage Gel and the Pin the Macho on the Man game; Derek was responsible for trick candles and the huge, rapping mylar balloon; Meghan was responsible for the DEEEEEEEELISHIS food (and bringing it all together seamlessly as the unflappable-even-while-drinking hostess); Dan was responsible for the wine and picking up the cake; I was responsible for having a damn good time.
Here's proof that everyone came through brilliantly!
Eggplant parmagiana, meatballs, green beans and yummy wine. Feast fit for a 30 year-old.
Hip hop a-hippy to the hippity hip-hop...
Getting ready to pin the zebra junk on the naked man.
Clearly, the zebra junk is WAY off course!
30 trick candles and the beginnings of an asthma attack. Also, the best chocolate strawberry shortcake EVER.
He bought me a sweet laptop. And brought my drunk ass home. And the rest of it I can't tell you because it's dirrrrty. ;)
AND BABY STEVE GOT ENGAGED!!!!!!
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Happy Birthday!
I have loved my 30s so far - welcome to the club. We have wine here.
Kevin says Happy Birthday, too. He can't welcome you to the club, though. He's, um, not joined yet.
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