I always get funny looks when I talk about my Birthday Bitch hat. First of all, it says "Birthday Bitch". Most people don't get why I look forward to wearing it every year. Let me tell you...
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| Best.Hat.Ever. |
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| That's my friend Carol beside me. I'm really not sure whose left butt cheek that is. |
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| First, I hate the multiple chins from the strap; second...look at my face...I'd been doing the ugly cry. |
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My first year wearing The Hat was January 26, 2008. I didn't leave the house. I sat on my sofa all day, basically. It was the one thing I did to scream at the universe for having a birthday while holding Olivia in her final days. She liked it because it was pink. I know it may seem weird, but this crazy hat makes me feel a connection to her.
I've worn it every birthday since. The next year was still at home, but I was a lunatic. All the firsts after someone you love dies are horrendous. I had some friends over and we were totally goofy. This is still one of my faves of Brandy and me...
Last year, I was going through a miscarriage. I was on bed rest. I still pulled that sucker out (the hat!), but there are no pics.
I don't know how long I'll carry on the tradition. I mean, really, how many 50-yr-old women can you see wearing this and looking sophisticated? However, my friend Laura was such a good sport and wore a hat, too, yesterday when we went out to lunch. Her's was customized...
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| It's HER birthday, bitch! | | | | | | | | | | | | |
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There is some video somewhere from yesterday...We had a great time at Buffalo Wild Wings. A random table instigated "happy birthday". A manager from a local tax office seemed to like it, too. He gave me his business card, dated it, wrote Happy Birthday and told me I can get my taxes done for free. Saaweet!!
It's goofy. It's outrageous to some. It's perfectly me.
