What I ended up attending was not the Young Audiences open house, but my very own suprise 30th birthday party attended by 35-40 people (my entire in-town family, my sister from Seattle, and my closest friends). I was completely and totally surprised, and I like to pride myself on knowing everything...all of the time. It was held in the gallery's restaurant, Cutler's.
It was a fantastic party, that apparently had been in the works since last fall. My husband didn't go to work on Friday, as I thought he did. Instead, he took the day off to pick up my sister from the airport, pick up my cake, confirm last-minute details at Cutler's, and hang out with my sister, mom, and grandma at my great aunt's house. He came home at the normal time, so I never suspected a thing.
I had so much fun, and it truly felt like I was at my wedding all over again, albeit on a much smaller scale, since so many different groups of people from my life attended my party. I generally have a hard time being the center of attention, but almost immediately I relaxed and thoroughly enjoyed myself. #4 even behaved (although not for the entire weekend, but that's a tale for another day) by taking a ton of pictures and burning them to a CD, which we played during a family dinner on Saturday night.
So I now feel like I've entered 30 (albeit six days early) in style. I no longer feel like spending the day in bed with a blanket over my head mourning the loss of my 20s. Instead, I feel very blessed-to have a wonderful husband who put so much time and effort into this party, to have a family who continually makes me feel loved and valued, and to have long-time friends to celebrate life's milestones with.
A few people who read this blog attended my party, so to Marie, Jenny, Karrie, and Rich-Thank you! I can never say that enough!
The invitation my husband sent out. This picture of me has been taped above my grandma's stove for as long as I can remember.
Walking up the stairs to my party, my dear husband behind me. "These people don't look like jugglers to me!"
Me and my girls. Black hides the "other" girls pretty well.
Karrie used that same tongue to lap up that glass of wine in front of her in 40 seconds flat.
Me, taking a bite out of the 21st century (finally) with my new digital camera, courtesy of my mom, Karrie, friend Jenny, and husband! Whoo-Hoo!
The very cool paper the digital camera was wrapped in, made by Karrie, of course. The pictures are of all the people who chipped in to buy the gift.
The best t-shirt I've ever owned. I'm wearing this shirt home from the hospital, because unfortunately, there's no way it's fitting me now.
Me, the party-thrower (my husband), and the best gift I received, an unexpected visit from my sister.