Aunt Eleanor's Party Pics

B'day Party Pics

A couple of shots from Virginia's Birthday celebration--it just so happened, the local newspaper was shooting at Hotoke, one of the restaurants where we partied that night! The phone started ringing yesterday morning-friends letting us know we were in the paper--we had completly forgotten our activities had been "documented!"

Bottom photo from left: Virginia, Tony, Ed, Donna. Top photo from left: Phillip, Tyrha (our co-producer on Tryin' to Sleep in the Bed You Made, the movie) and Jay.

The Post Birthday Fog Blog

OK.--someone should have been counting bottles of champagne—or at least glasses in the hand of Miss Birthday. The celebration went very late and ONE of us took two days to recover from an excess of champagne, sushi, dancing and fun (the other had possession of the car keys, which didn’t dampen the fun. She will sip champagne another day). But of course, Virginia is a year older now so recouping may be a bit more difficult. Two restaurants, two parties, tons of friends—all pulled together at the last minute—and maybe that’s the way to do it. No long range planning and fretting the small stuff to gum up the intention—which should be to “play nicely with others.”

Sometimes it seems when we get into the long range details, we get bogged down in the minutiae (like the color of napkins) and forget the purpose of a party—whatever it’s for-- is to have a ball. That didn’t happen Friday night. There was no “save the date notice” no rsvps, just a quick email that went out Thursday—if you’re around, this is where we’ll be--join us.

And we can honestly say that a good time was had by all—especially the birthday “girl” (a stretch—but like we said last time, who’s counting?

Who's Counting?!

Birthdays come and birthdays go---and quite obviously, the longer you’re around the more coming and going there is. Today is Virginia’s birthday and let’s just say she’s seen a goodly amount of birthday traffic. But neither of us is of the, “Woes is me. I’m getting older,” school. We have lived each and every one of those years—some great, some awful, but we claim all of them and we’re grateful for the people who have graced us with their presence in our lives.

So we’re celebrating! Dinner and a party at one of our favorite restaurants—not because it’s a special number--round, odd, even, or milestone, but just because every year we’re still around is cause for rejoicing.

We didn’t do that for Donna’s birthday—which was a milestone year—but we were in the throes of writing—a deadline loomed and celebrating wasn’t on our minds or agendas, so we put it off. Shame on us! We shouldn’t (and we won’t) let either of our natal days go unmarked by festivities (cake, champagne, friends is enough—hold the presents) again. There are far too many folks who don’t get another year for those of us who do to take even one of them for granted.

And so tonight we will eat, drink, dance and make merry enough for both of us!