this weekend i felt like a queen.
i have never really "planned" anything for my birthday.
it's not really a big deal to me.
but i thought that maybe it would be fun to grab a couple of drinks with friends at our seemingly-regular bar a block away from home.
a casual, normal friday night, if you will.
(oh, and hey, it's my birthday too. no big deal though. just a regular night.)
we got to the bar at the time i told everyone i was going to be there.
1 friend joined us on our way there.
then we sat for almost an hour before anyone came.
(they all forgot!
why did they say they would come if they weren't going to come?
it's not a big deal.
its just your birthday.
you don't care about your birthday anyways.
snap out of it)
but by the time 9pm rolled around, practically everyone came crawling out of the woodwork.
or i guess they all thought they were trying to be "fashionably late".
i was stunned.
i felt loved.
close friends in the area came.
friends i had just met in the area came.
friends who are friends of friends of friends came.
friends from queens.
friends from east village.
the night was full of laughter, fun, meeting even more new people.
girl talk, catching up with old friends, making plans to see these wonderful people i don't get to see often enough.
see... nothing "special".
it was just a night at the bar.
but it was a perfect night with the best of friends :)
....and then when a few friends realized they couldn't make it (no big deal, lots of people didn't even reply to the invite, i figured that was normal) i had a special visitor bringing brownies with sea salt and homemade caramel, and another friend gave me a bouquet of roses and hydrangeas that she put together herself!
becoming a year older isn't so bad after all....
cheers to being 26!