Anyone who knows me well knows that I don't like to make a big fuss about my birthday.
On the other hand, it is almost an unforgivable sin to forget my birthday. I mean, just one day in a year to tell me I'm special, and you care and wish me well. Needless to say, a number of my really good friends forgot. And it hurt, cuz I'm extra-sensitive. (so, if you are one of them, I accepted your apology because I'm nice and I love you, but you really hurt my feelings)
NOW, on to my birthday weekend! It was F-U-N! Four of my really good friends came into town and we had a nice ladies' weekend.
Friday (D-day) kicked off with a trip to the nail shop to get pampered for the day.
P.S. I NEED one of those massaging chairs the use in those shops. They work wonders!!
Afterwards, we hurried to catch the Zephyr, our cruise boat for the night. We planned to have happy hour aboard while we cruised on the New York City coast and took in a tour of the city. But as with every beautiful plan, things did not quite play out like we planned. First it was raining (before this second, I did not realize it actually rained on my birthday) and the cruise had been cancelled. Second, no one thought we should be informed. Luckily, the captain of another boat offered us complimentary tickets, with free champagne and seats in his cabin on top of the boat. #Winning! It turned out to be a really good ride. And then my nice Banker friends got us a table at Club Marquee and treated us to a great night.
Saturday was good too, especially since we slept through most of it. And then we toured the city a bit, got a nice dinner at Spice (where I got my cake and my birthday song ☺) and joined friends on a party bus that toured most of Manhattan, plus a few clubs. I'll just leave the rest of the tale with: there were two stripper poles on the bus.
Sunday: Goodbyes and Vintage shopping. I missed everyone the second I got back to my beautiful, empty apartment.
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