birthday wishes

There was the one when I had a Raggedy Ann cake and somehow ended up spilling a whole mess of it on the driveway. And myself. Check out that pantsuit.

There was the one when I got a Baskin Robbins ice cream cake. The round kind that looked like a car. Complete with cookie wheels.

There was the one when I had a party with a bunch of kids from my kindergarten class and Robbie Don't-Remember-His-Last-Name gave me a Big Bird hand beater - where Big Bird's body was the handle (his neck, really) and his legs (!!!) were the beaters.

There was the one when I had a slumber party and we watched Girls Just Want to Have Fun.

There was the one when my sister went into labor and several hours later my very first niece D was born.

There was the one when my parents gave me my first telephone (speaker phone, no less).

There was the one when my roommates made me an amazing breakfast and then we went to a poetry reading.

There was the one when I cried because my then-boyfriend gave me a Crockpot.

There was the one when my friends held this amazing party at their house and we listened to music and ate cake and cookies and I got PRESENTS.

There was the one with all the Minions where we celebrated our January fabulousness and had a huge shindig at Samia's place. I made tiaras for each of the Minions.

There was the one when Chip's parents met up with us at Ivar's and surprised me by bringing a cake.

There was the one when Chip gave me an entire coupon book full of punch cards for things like Chip will clean the entire house and 8 hours of studio time. I cried for the awesomeness.

Then there is this one, this one today. To mark the passing of another year. To ask myself what I'd like to remember and what I'd like to change. To plan my future, envision where I'd like to be next year.

And eat some cake. Birthdays are most definitely for cake.