last night, i had my birthday party, and it totally rawked. yes, you heard me right, it rAWkd. i was a happy happy girl... i think it might have been my first real birthday party, ever! ummm heheh....did you notice, my birthday isnt in january. heheh its in november. i just had my PARTY last night.
ok, theres a reason for this. on november 16, 2003, i was busy moving all this shit for my boyfriend at the time, rizzn. the guy was evicted, and basically, he needed to be out the next day. i was enlisted by my own well meaning and self sacrificial nature, and spent my birthday helping this guy out, who didnt do shit for me on my birthday. because i was so busy, i even cancelled me entire weekend's plans (my birthday was even on a saturday), and put off my birthday dream: going to the icecream parlor with my old friends, which were all strangely in the same area for once. we were just going to go to jaxsons ice cream parlor and eat sundays together. simple, huh? bleh. all cancelled. i was 25, now soooo much older (officially definitely inarguably mid 20s), and i got nothing but shit. he wouldnt even find a few mintues to come to my familys dinner thingy. i wasnt that important, i guess. the whole disaster culminated with riz crashing my moms minivan and lying about it at 7 the next morning. things were never the same, and i was in a lousy mood about birthdays ever since.
yeah, i was a birthday scrooge, cursing all birthday happiness in others! bleh!
so, alright my birthday had passed, but i still felt like crap. some people suggested that hey, its never too late, and that i should do the party anyways.
finally, it all came together with joey bambino, my new friend, and newest boy in the box...
we were sitting around, eating and talking when he brought up the idea...."oh thats a shame! you should have a birthday! ill give you one!"
and holy cow, thats just what he did!
we met at jaxons ice cream around 9pm... i had my friend ryerye, who i was seeing for the first time in years....we were catching up and delighted with eachother. we met up with joe and esta, both long time friends, and with aida & tony, and aidas son, chiles (who could resist bringing a 13 year old to an icecream parlor?!?). joey bambino brought his friend natalie, and jose (who i went to great lengths to invite) was AWOL. company was good, and the party was awesome!
as for icecream, yes, i got it, including a birthday sparkler! i couldnt believe it... two months later and i get my sparkler... unbelievable! we sang the birthday song. i
BOY IN THE BOX PART, comin up. this party was all the fabulous work of joey bambino. as i got out of my car, i noticed him in the next spot... there he was in the parking lot, wearing a TUXEDO (!!!) and desperately trying to manage all his birthday gear.
i got everything! there were balloons (he lost two bunches before he got em into his car), and presents (the guy gave me nice gifts, including jewelery), and a centerpiece made from birds-of-paradise, and a huge banner made from one of his bedsheets, "Happy 25th Birthday Laura!", all set up in a display at the parlor. there were hats, and there was even a cake (in addition to the ice cream we were to eat). he put my name on it, himself. this was all joey. all i really needed was ice cream, afterall.
blew out 25 candles on my cake. i was delighted. this was an excellent birthday simulation. i believed it myself.
the party, however, hadnt even begun. AFTER ice cream and cake, a few people (joe, aida & co.) split off, and left the rest of us (esta, ryerye, natalie, and i) to go to joeys place for after dessert drinks. whhhoooohhhooohooo were we in for something. in joeys cosy hollywood cottage, we were served champagne from jouliet glasses. we munched shrimp, and nibbled beautiful platters of cheese
and fruit... all served by joey bambino, who was now doffing a chefs uniform (!!!!!). there were marshmellows to roast over a little flame. there was fetuccini and lemon chicken. the guy frantically worked at an amazing speed. the whole thing...the whole evening, was *remarkable*.
finally, i stopped him before he could start the strawberries flambe and bananas foster. poor joey, its time to rest, and let me actually see you in a state of non-frantic sleep-deprived mania (he hadnt slept since 10am on the previous day).
ryerye had school in the morning, so finally we had to go. wow though... wow... even the left overs were tinfoiled into little swanies for me. hahaaa.. really something. im sure ill remember this for a loooooooooong time.
all that was missing was the doll cake :D