These are from my team. They arrived shortly after I got in this morning. Then they sang Happy Birthday (they were goaded into it by someone walking by). Then they took me to lunch (and told the waiters it was my birthday, so there was more singing) where I had to deal with this indignity:
Then I got back from my lunch and was greeted with these:
After much confusion (the card only said “Surprise!”) and many texts, Mom finally admitted to sending them. So I’ve got LOTS of balloons. Mom’s are coming home with me. I’ll probably take my work ones home tomorrow.
I think my favorite rendition of Happy Birthday so far was Gaby and Corey’s (sorry, Dad – yours is classic (for us), but hers is cuter). It comes complete with cha-cha-chas at the end of every line.
It’s been a really nice birthday so far. I think I’m going to have to reschedule my birthday dinner for another night, though. I’m completely stuffed from lunch, and I really want lots of Indian food. I don’t have it in me to enjoy that tonight. But hey – that means more birthday time for me!