Tuesday, April 28, 2009

From Goth to Garden party

So yeah, today was the BIG day.  The anticipation was much worse than the actual turning of the clock, and I've just decided that all those lofty goals that I set to reach by the time I was forty? I'm just going to bump them ahead to fifty--because, after all, forty is the new thirty and fifty is the new forty . . . . yada yada yada.  I just have to keep my fingers crossed that the Alzheimer's doesn't kick in before I land a book deal or make it to Greece or read The Brothers Karamazov . . .

Anyway, thanks Katie and friends for the wicked goth 40th party (please, please see yesterday's post for pictures).  I felt like I was inside the creepy little world of my wacked-out picture book.  And, I'm even inspired to add a few more headless, stripped naked barbies to the illustrations.  So it was with regret this morning that I said goodbye to my inner Stevie Nix--





had yummy birthday cake with my family

















and said a happy hello to "Garden Party Ladies who Lunch."











Here I am with my gorgeous mom who will be turning seventy in October.  Yes, I said
 SEVENTY.  And, she would kill me for saying
 that to the cyber-world, but she doesn't read our blog.  And, it's my birthday, so I have immunity.  












And, just in case you were wondering what I looked like in third grade . . . .











Now it's off to New York on Thursday.  Happy Birthday to me!!!!

sf

15 comments:

PurpleClover said...

Wow...busy busy! Your mom looks amazing! I LOVED the pics of your party too! The naked barbies were hilarious!

Marty said...

Happy Birthday!

Katie said...

aawww Man, I didn't want the parties to end :-(

I guess we still have mine looming in the distance and I hope to follow in your fabulous footsteps! After hanging out with Sarah Brokaw, I've decided that forty is wicked cool, so bring it!

Purple, you didn't get to see all of the porno barbies we had draped around the table. We were laughing today because one of the naked barbies is wearing fingerless black gloves. HUH?! We brainstormed for a while to figure out what on earth kind of barbie she might have been and decided that she might be like your sister - a competitive, triathlete biker. lol

And if you could only see SF's gawgeous mom in person! She looks totally amazing.

aahhhh good times.

Happy Birthday SF! It's been real :-)

Lisa and Laura said...

Happy Birthday!

You and your mom are totally gorge! Those are some good genes. Seriously.

Kelly H-Y said...

A very happy birthday to you!!! Wow ... sounds like you had a fun day! My goodness ... you don't look forty and your mom doesn't look seventy! You've got awesome genes!!! Beautiful pic of your family too!

Hardygirl said...

Thanks everybody!!

I MUST post some closeups of the tea party table--Barbie heads and flesh eating squirrels. And a headless nun.

Tomorrow . . .

Christy Raedeke said...

Yes, we will never have enough photos! Your public demands more photos!

Glad you had such a great and varied birthday. You are well loved, and for good reason.

And now NYC!

Little Ms J said...

Have a wonderful time in NYC!

What is a Garden Lady?

Hardygirl said...

Oh, Miss J, "Garden Ladies" are just "ladies who lunch" here in the South. It's a type--you know, garden clubs, pearls, pink and proper.

But you can totally be a ninja underneath your flowered shift.

sf

Katie said...

'Cuz I am :-)

ninja that is...

Shelli said...

NY? whY? happy bday...and as I see it you will be 40 for a year so you still have time to cross off that stuff!

Solvang Sherrie said...

Happy Birthday! You are so lucky to have the genes of your gorgeous mom!

And why are we off to NY? Details, please...

KLo said...

Looks like a great time : ) Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!

Hardygirl said...

NY is the continuation of the birthday celebration. My husband has meetings up there and I get to tag along. Yippeee!!

sf

Kimberley Griffiths Little said...

Happy Birthday, SF! You look ADORABLE in this post - and your mom is gorgeous, too! Hope you're having fun in NYC!!!

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