My birthday was nearly a month ago, but the gratitude I feel for the love and generosity displayed by everyone in my life lingers still.
I have so many people to thank and so much to say about all of it that I almost don’t know where to start.
My friends actually humored my ridiculous need to celebrate for an entire week, so I should probably start there.
My first party involved food trucks and an outdoor screening of Blazing Saddles in Griffith Park. (A portion of the event’s proceeds went toward animal rescue, which was an added bonus.)
People were really into the food.
And the beer…
Later in the week, I hit up Bludso’s Barbecue with my friend Katy who happens to have been born on August 3rd as well.
I finally finished the alphabet book I started at her son’s Elephant-Themed Baby Shower, and I gave it to her as a birthday gift.
After stuffing my face with meat for days, I jumped in a kayak with Elena.
For my final party, I planned a picnic for the polo matches in the Pacific Palisades. I painted a whole bunch of horses and glued them on top of miniature mason jars because it seemed like the proper thing to do for polo.
I also made ginger mint juleps and poured them in jars.
Not only did a lot of friends tell me they were pregnant (yay, more baby showers!), but they even brought their cute kids to the party.
You may remember Connor from the Owl Baby Shower That Never Happened Story. His mom is so adorable that she also brought horseshoe cookies.
Between matches we got to stomp the divots Pretty Woman-style and play with the ponies up close.
In between making new friends, some people even watched polo.
Kidding. I watched too. (Only I don’t have any photos of that.)
I’m so grateful to everyone who spent time with me in various ways over the week. My favorite thing about parties is bringing everyone I adore together, and birthdays are the perfect excuse!
On my actual birthday, I kept things kind of low-key. I hung around after church to talk to an artist who was making a piece to promote the Labor Day creative retreat I registered to attend.
Hearing the story behind his art was a great way to celebrate a new year of my life that will be focused on my own projects…
and this brings me to my final thank you.
Monday morning I received an e-mail informing me that someone at church anonymously paid for half of my registration fee to attend the creative retreat. When I read the message, my eyes filled with tears of astonishment and gratitude. As I pack my bags for the mountains today, I’m still in awe that someone believes in me enough to support my creativity.
I cannot properly express how much it means to me. I’m inspired, grateful, and absolutely filled with love. Since that amazing person prefers to remain anonymous, I felt the best way to recognize his or her generosity would be by writing about it here. So thank you, thank you, thank you. I won’t let you down. I promise.
Thank you thank you thank you to everyone amazing in my life. I’m so lucky to know you. You make my life better. All of you.