It started just hours before my birthday when my friends from taekwondo surprised me with a cake. Our class is late in the evening, and when my friend Michele went to buy my cake, the bakery counter was closed and the lady wouldn't put "Happy Birthday Rachelle" on the cake. With much begging the lady finally suffered herself to write a big "R" on the cake. That was the best she would do. Michele didn't know that I love monograms, so it was perfect!
The phone calls started early, and went to late at night because people didn't want to miss me. And I have never heard so many wonderful new improvisational arrangements of the birthday song, many from non-singers who wouldn't be caught dead singing otherwise (that was gift in itself). I could have had my own personal American Idol-Birthday Edition because the competition was fierce. Twice Alex answered the phone and listened to the whole birthday song before telling Nonie and Grandma Webster that he wasn't me. Poor Alex, I mean, lucky Alex, got to hear Nonie sing.
Later Shari came over for a visit with a huge homemade cheesecake. Oh my! It was the most amazing cheesecake I have ever had. It made anything from the Cheesecake Factory taste like cardboard. It was SO good I ate almost that whole thing by myself! Yikes! Thanks Shari! The cheesecake fits me perfectly around my waist. It's a good thing her other gift was jewelry, because jewelry always fits no matter how much cheesecake I eat.
That night, Dennis and I went with my parents to Fisherman's. I had the yummy salmon Caesar salad, on Alysa's suggestion. Mom gave me a Cuttlebug - a very cool tool that I have been wanting for a long time.
Even after my birthday was over, the love kept coming. Alysa and I got together one afternoon and I opened a few thoughtful and surprising gifts from her. I am excited about everything! Let me just say, that girl knows how to think outside the gift box. She also helped me put together my fun new blog. I am so excited about it, thanks to all her help and advice. I love my sweet friend, Alysa.
Of course there were a lot more gifts, phone calls, and "Happy Birthdays," and I can't possibly write them all here. But I loved every one, and all the people who love me and let me know it on my special day. Still, as much as I love my birthdays, I am willing to wait a whole year for another one. Until then, I hope I can help celebrate as many others' birthdays as possible.
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