Saturday, September 29, 2012


It felt a little like something was happening that I wasn't being told about, but it didn't feel like I was going to show up to Lucy and Chet's house and have a surprise party waiting there for me.

But that's what happened last night.

I arrived at 9:17 -- two minutes late (apparently Lucy was stressing the entire two minutes -- and I walked into their house and

my grandpa was there
and my hockey team
and Meg
and my mom and my dad and my grandma
and Lucy
and Chet
and Baby A
and Heather (and her baby) (and thankfully not her husband)
and a few former coworkers
and some soccer teammates

and they were all wearing wigs.

I stood there like a complete fool. It's really hard to identity people when they're wearing wigs and you're not expecting to see them, let alone see them wearing wigs.

We were wigging out, you see, because I'm turning 30. On Tuesday. I am not 30 yet.

I must admit that, at first glance, I thought that practically everyone was Colleen. (The friend who Lucy and I had to break up with earlier this year.)

At one point, my grandma turned to my mom, all weepy, and said "this is just so great. I am so lucky to be here at this party. At this party with all of these contemporary women!"

Contemporary women. My friends are contemporary women. hahahahaha. My grandma is adorable.

Grandma also gave me an obnoxiously large pink plastic faux diamond ring. And my parents got me an iPad.

Lucy and Meg conspired to make the party happen. There was way too much food. Lots of love. Tons of fun. I'm a lucky girl.


Kari said...

What a great way to usher in your 30's!

doahleigh said...

That is the best. Good job Lucy and Meg!

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