It's My Party, And It'll Snow If It Wants To

A big thank you to everyone who made it out to Gina's surprise shindig for my birthday last night, and also to those who couldn't make it but signed the card! It really means a lot. Gina played it all off fairly well, as if we were going to have dinner and possibly go to a movie ... an evening of just the two of us, which would have been great anyway. During the meal, though, she faked a stomachache to call the rest of the gang, who were assembled at Wesley. When they arrived, she busied herself in the kitchen and pretended to be surprised at the various knocks on the door. Only at this point did I start to suspect anything, but she had put a balloon over the peephole in the door. So, I opened it hesitantly to shouts of "surprise!" It was pretty darn neat to have a bunch of my friends file in to the apartment.

Gina also bought me the DVD of Garden State, which we all watched after having some cake. It really has become one of my favorite movies, ever.

Today, my parents came in for a few hours, between snowstorms. It was great to see them, as well, even if for only a short time. The Cracker Barrel breakfast was, of course, delicious.

Now, we're all ready for an evening inside, since the snow and slush and ice are piling up. It's a fine way to wrap up the week and my birthday. Even though I'm the "old man" of Wesley now, I still feel pretty darn good.

Thanks again, everybody, for the kind wishes!