Most Epic Birthday Weekend EVAH

I haven't dropped off the face of the earth. I have, however, been swamped with work. WORK!

The nerve of some people who want to, like, pay me to write.

Anyway, I wanted to do a short recap of my birthday celebration. And because a picture is worth a thousand words, and I don't have time to write a thousand words (at least not for free) today, I'ma put up a few lovely photos for your viewing pleasure.

For my birthday, I got this from my friends:

Mmm cookie dough ice cream cake from Coldstone Creamery.

And then we went out for hibachi and sushi:

... and drinks.

Side note: the hibachi chef tried to toss a piece of shrimp into my mouth. It hit me in the eye and then landed in my purse. See it there, all nestled in the pocket?

Don't be jealous of my four-year-old Target purse and mismatched billfold. Not everybody can handle this much awesome.

My nephew made me this (isn't it amazing?!):

And my brother made me this:

Chocolate cake: real. Poop: fake.

He also gave me these:

Seeeeeea monkeeeeeys!

I had to include this photo. Look at Curtis trying to look all sweet, like he never forgot my birthday.

So there you go - and I didn't even include any pictures of the comedy club, the bouncing around like white girls dancing, the huge birthday feast my mom cooked, or the mammoth tray of Pad Thai that my sister-in-law made (suffice it to say, I gained like twenty pounds over the weekend). All in all, it was a fantastic celebration with the best family and friends a girl - er, thirty-year-old woman - could ask for.

And I mean ... I got plastic dog doo and sea monkeys. WIN.