This weekend started on a high note(my birthday!) and ended on a high note(karaoke for a great cause).  Everything in between was awesome too.

On Friday morning, I received this card from the Eldest.  He was so proud, and watched intently as I read the “jokes” out loud.  When he asked “Isn’t it funny?” I took that as my cue to laugh, heartily and with abandon.  I didn’t have the heart to tell him that he’s 10 years off on my age, or that his spelling is, shall we say, atrocious.  That’s what makes this card all the more priceless.

Not to be outdone, I received this later in the day from LP:

I love birthdays!  I love celebrating all week long, and thanks to great friends and family, I did that!   I was having lunch with a friend to celebrate, and I told her that I’m just so thrilled to be here.  And it’s true.  To count one more day with the family and people who I love is a true gift, the best gift, and I’ll take it. So thank you all for the calls, texts, emails, facebook posts, lunches, dinners, cupcakes, caramel cakes, Ketel One, and other thoughtful gifts and shout-outs.  You know how to make this 36-year-old feel loved, and I do appreciate it.

In other good news, #3 had his first play date on Friday afternoon with his “best friend, I love her, I want her to sleep in my bed and she can put her head on my pillow.”  This little girl, she is so sweet and funny and fun, and these two had a ball together.  She can come and play any time!

After a successful playdate, we loaded up the car and headed to Winston-Salem for the weekend to visit with some of our nearest and dearest friends, with whom we get together as often as we can.  Any weekend spent with them is a good one-and that’s saying something considering I’ve changed the sheets on the crib of their Eldest when he had the stomach bug, and they’ve kept our kids when we’ve gone to an overnight wedding and our children, collectively, were ages 7,6,5,4,2, and 6 months and not all sleeping through the night.  At all.  To say they’re great friends-and people-is an understatement.

We actually had a sitter come on Saturday night so the four adults could go out for dinner.   I think we were all excited for a night out, and I was also excited to see a TV conveniently placed in the corner of the room in which we were seated, and upon which was playing the UNC-Duke game.  In case you missed the outcome, we waxed Duke 88-70; after the heartbreaking loss at the buzzer in the last game, this outcome was sweet redemption for Carolina fans.

After a few great days spent with friends, we capped the weekend off with a karaoke party  in honor of Marett Cole, a seven-year old cancer survivor.  Marett and her sister Edie kicked off the night’s proceedings with Barbie’s “Get your Sparkle On” and Katy Perry’s “Firework”, and then afterwards, the adults leaked their dignity for a great cause. I, for one, left my dignity on the floor at last year’s party, and this year was no different.  H and A’s mom, the aforementioned Ambassador, is running the Boston marathon again this year for Fred’s Team in honor of Marett, and all proceeds from last night’s party go directly to neuroblastoma research.  If you missed the party but you’d still like to donate, please visit AK’s page and donate-you’ll be happy you did.

Jay and me at the karaoke party-or-proof for posterity and our children that we were once young-ish and fun-ish.

 All things considered, this weekend was a win/win/win/win/win.  Hope yours was too!






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