area woman asserts, “good time had by all.” in related news, it’s november in august.
lots of kisses and hugs for everyone who was at ma petite fête d’anniversaire. the following cool cats showed up to celebrate with me: wiley coyote, the hilariously cruel cruellittleman, the notorious w.a.n.g., the luminous maybo, claire so fair, kurtMD, and a few other charming folk.
bitherbee and smosher turned up early to make me cupcakes, pink frosted ones [pictures forthcoming, flood] and when the party was really a-swingin’, smosher and his trusty bassist, steve, played me a greatest hits medley of all my favorite josh dillard rockin’ tunes. he played “help” and “checkered vans” and “20/20 hindsight” …. he rocked out our living room.
and today, i woke up with absolutely no voice and torrentially pouring rains outside. i got soaked on the way to work and my feet are still cold. it’s 65 degrees here in the naked city – i need a coat. i’m thankful though, because texas this weekend will be really, really scaldingly hot. feh.
and yes, cats, remember – i’m leaving tonight for texas. and you should all call me on saturday to wish me a happy, happy 22nd!
in other news, the delightfully wicked erwin and i have hatched yet another vacation plan*. we’re considering ditching europe altogether (portugal and ireland were in the works for a few minutes) and instead, we’re going to california next march! we’re going to fly into san fransisco, hang out with friends and generally feel very hip indeed, and then rent a car for a few sunny days and trek down the coastline to los angeles, which should be smoggy indeed. but erwin has an uncle there, and friends that live north of san fran and i have an old friend from kenya who lives downtown.
why, you ask, i am forgoing the plan of going to europe? well, it’s expensive. second, all destinations in europe involve, well, complications. and i only get one vacation a year, people. i’m going to make it rock the casbah.
so if you’re going to be in california in march, let us know! we want friends!
cheers, and long live pink-frosted cupcakes -
k
* disclaimer: all of petithiboux’s wildly fluctuating travel plans are… well, wildly fluctuating. in no way, shape or form, can she guarantee she will be going anywhere**, so don’t get your knickers in a bunch. this is just her escape mechanism, okay?
** amendment: of course, when she makes plans with the fantastic erwin, they almost always happen, and they always rock. so, that said, cali here we come!