Aside from working like a fiend, my birthday was very nice this year. Because of a big event going on, Shelley (who shares a birthday with me) and I had to work Saturday, the day after our birthday. So I couldn’t do too much on Friday night. George and I went to the pub and met up with Polly and Colin, Lindsay, Terry and Rob, etc. We ordered dinner from the Dry Dock, nothing exciting, and George said we were going across the river at some point. Apparently we had to be somewhere at some point. He wouldn’t give me any details, though. At one point, around 8, he said we’d take the 10:15 ferry. Now, considering the ferry only runs until midnight, I couldn’t imagine where we would be going.

All became clear at around nine, when a woman walked into the pub. “Hmmm,” I thought to myself, “she looks like my mom.” And lo and behold, it was my mom! George had secretly arranged for her to come to New Orleans to see me on my birthday. Many happy tears were shed. I was very happy to see her. It may not seem like a big deal, considering she lives only an hour away, but she doesn’t drive to New Orleans. She won’t. And I hadn’t seen her since Christmas. And I didn’t know when I’d be able to see her again. So I was very very happy. 🙂 George is really an amazing guy. 🙂

Saturday evening was Laurie and James’s wedding. It was beautiful, and she looked incredible. She’s got the most beautiful coloring (black hair, pale skin, dark brown eyes) and she looked so beautiful. Sigh. Here’s the problem with going to all of these weddings – now I want her dress and her veil and her flowers, but if I did wear something similar, I’d come over all Single White Female. Ah well. At least she’d be the only person at my wedding that was at hers, I imagine. Hey, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery! But it’s all a moot point, of course. My wedding will be so far into the future that no one, including Laurie, will probably even remember what she wore! Ha.

On Sunday I went shopping with my birthday money. Bought a down throw and new luscious sheets for my bed. Not a particularly high thread count (my dream) but better than the cheap sheets I’ve always had in the past. Lovely. Oh, and new pillowcases. It’s like a whole new bed! And some books (one of which I read yesterday. I’m such a greedy reader) and other little things.

And then last night I went to Polly’s house and we watched a very special episode of Sex and the City. Oh yeah, and tonight is my fancy-schmancy birthday dinner. George and I are going to Herbsaint, a fancy-schmancyish restaurant (to me, anyway) where our friend Megan works. Yay!