Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Hello, Lover....

Ahhhh....my favorite month has finally arrived! For my loved ones, this month means a whole lot of Katie. Usually, come July, half the people in my life are not talking to me because I have overdosed them with amounts of yours truly. You see, I'm pretty obnoxious when it comes to my birthday. I start talking about it two months in advance and the week before is always hectic (aka intolerable for my b.f.f.s) with planning. Oh and June 8=the worst day of the year because it's the furthest away from the next June 7. See what I mean? Yes, it's that bad.

June 2009 brings EXTRA excitement though. And guess what?? It's not even all about me. We have Sir Gordon Snacks A Lot FIRST BIRTHDAY on June 6 and Miss Sienna Miller celebrates hers on June 14. My Bookie is getting (re)married on June 13th so the girls and I are heading out for Florida on June 10 FOR A WHOLE WEEK of nothing but sun and fun.

What was that? You want to know more about my birthday plans? Well, if you insist...Lisa G. is coming into town with Maxwell on Friday. Saturday we are having a barbecue over at Pep's house consisting of grilled shrimp on the barbie, fruit salad, corn on the cob and NOTHING BUNDT CAKE. Saturday evening we are headed to Freemont East for party time where we plan to "do work" (aka get inebriated) because WE CAN because WE ARE STAYING AT THE GOLDEN NUGGET and going to the shark tank pool the whole next day. Sunday evening (aka the big day) I have convinced my wonderful mother to take me to dinner at my favorite restaurant in the whole wide world...Joe's Stone Crab. Oh I just can. not. wait.

You want to know something funny? I was just on the Wikipedia site to try and get some fun facts to prove to you why June 7 is the best day of the year and I actually tried to add Katie Knoch's birthday to the Holidays and Observances section but then I'd have to create an account and I'm sure it would just be removed in like 2 hours. But we know and that's all that matters.

1 comment:

x said...

I love that painting behind you. Oh yeah, you're OK, too.

Hizzappy Bizzirthday.