Thank you to everyone who sent birthday wishes to me yesterday and continue to do so throughout the weekend.
Can I just say, “HOLY SHIT! I’M OLD!” Relatively speaking, of course.
It really has been an ongoing celebration that began on Friday night. Howard took me out for “steak and beer” night at the bar and at the time, all I wanted to do was have a nice dinner, maybe a couple of drinks and then go home and get to bed early.
You know what’s coming next, don’t you?
I am not complaining though, Howard did point out that it was my last weekend off call for a few weeks and I should probably live it up. Who can argue with that?
So, Dusty’s parents, his aunt and uncle, and of course Dusty, Howard and the lovely Holly and I, drank, danced, and got silly for the sake of my birthday. The live band played Happy Birthday for me. Several shots were sent over to me by various patrons and I proceeded to let my hair down and get loose. I haven’t done that in a long time.
Damn, it felt good.
At one point, Howard, Dusty, Holly, Judy, and I were dancing in a circle with our arms around each other and we took turns dancing in the middle. It was uninhibited joy and bliss and I couldn’t have had better dance partners.
Yesterday, my actual birthday, I miraculously woke up sans hangover, which HI GOD, THANK YOU FOR SPARING ME and I attended a birthday party of a very special little girl who was born on my birthday one year ago. She indulged me with a gummy grin and slobbery baby kisses and I promptly melted all over their hardwood floors.
Immediately after, we attended the community potluck to celebrate a successful hunting season and to ring in winter. Our village is often called the “Potluck Capital” of Alaska and with good reason. It was nice to receive “Happy Birthday’s!” and hugs from my fellow residents. Damn, I love it here.
Howard and I came back to the house to take a breather for a couple of hours before taking our first snowmachine ride of the year, just the two of us.
We hit the back trail and rounded the corner to arrive at Dusty’s sister’s house where I spotted a huge bonfire and Dusty’s entire family.
Howard had been plotting a surprise party for a few days and it totally took me by surprise! There were tons of food and drinks and we had a blast visiting and enjoying the crisp winter night by a roaring, toasty, fire.
A cake was brought out, “Happy Birthday” was sung, and I blew out all of my candles in one breath. Hugs and kisses were doled out and I choked back tears of joy throughout the night.
It was humbling and breathtaking and wonderful and everything in between. It was one of my best birthdays.
Days like yesterday remind us that no matter how many horrible things are thrown at us, it only takes one good thing to blur out the bad.
Thank God for that. I’m a grateful girl.