So this weekend, Nicole Brown turned 30 (well actually it's today but whatever). So Brenda threw her a surprise birthday party. It was fun. Everyone kind of had their part to play. For example, Nicole was under the impression that it was a condensed version of girls weekend where we (Brenda, Deb, Amanda, Nicole, Barbie, and I) were going to go out for supper to celebrate Nicole's, Deb's and my upcoming birthday. So she sent out this email asking for details about the weekend. I replied because I didn't want anyone to answer her questions and for her to get suspicious. She wanted to know a time and where we were going and if she could invite Barbie or not. I answered all her questions even though I knew all the information...from the invitation.
Well, Brenda was worried about how she was going to get Nicole to Grandma's when Nicole wanted to go to Olive Garden. So, they came up with this plan to pick up Deb who was out with Sam and one of Sam's college friends and then head to Olive Garden. They walked into the restaurant and I don't think Nicole realized at first. Deb and Sam were sitting closest to the door and you don't really look around, until we all yelled, "Surprise!" Then she was saying that she was never going to believe anything we said ever again.
I couldn't get over how many people showed up for her birthday party. I didn't count but it seemed like there was between 20 and 30. I don't think that even 6 people will show up for my birthday party. Nice.
Then I had to fly out of TRF. Are you even kidding me? I felt like I was in the middle of nowhere, and then we flew to Hibbing, and that felt even more desolate. I guess Cavalier is all the isolation I can handle. But I don't really have anything else to say about that.
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I feel famous! I made the blog! Thank you for coming to my party! That's what made it so special, all those people spent their time and money to come to my party. So thank you for spending your time and money just to come to my party.
And I'm sure you'd have at least 25-30 at your party. You are a fun, energetic, wonderful person who is loved by many, including me! (friend-kind of love of course, don't want to freak anybody out.)
Nic
I can't be at your party - I have to wash my hair.
(snicker!)
You are famous, anonymous. Oh wait... Anyway, it was fun coming to your birthday! I was just worried that you were going to be sad that you didn't get to have Olive Garden. I promise, next time I come up, we will go there. The purpose will be two fold: to make up for not doing that for the birthday dinner, and because I love that place!
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