She told me we were going on a spa day. Then she amended and said she got us a table at a trendy restaurant instead (I later found out it was because she wanted me to dress cute and not come to my own surprise birthday party in sweats. Good thinking.) We met up after work in the parking lot next to a mall and of course I couldn’t resist the draw of some retail therapy, especially since the shoes I had chosen for that evening already were squeezing the life out of my screaming feet. Little did I know, I played right into their plans. On the way there she asked if we could stop at Photo Studio Six to pick up a disc she needed. I was in the middle of a mini crisis and was emailing someone so I just nodded.
She left me in the car and then texted me a few minutes later to come in to wait as it would be a few minutes longer. All was quiet in the front offices and so I kept walking, passing Lola, the scary as heck mannequin that is the mascot of the studio. I heard voices and as I walked in, shouts of “SURPRISE” fill the air, as I look around and try to process why my closest friends were standing around amidst balloons and boas. I was completely floored and so honored that my friends would go to so much trouble for me.
The last time I had a birthday party was when I was 7 years old. It was held at the back of my parent’s restaurant. I had short permed hair and my dad bought me a curly hair doll that I knew cost more than they could afford. I was floored then too.
I must say a huge thank you to Tamara Young of T Style Photography and Michelle Cunningham of Mila Photography (who helped put everything together in the midst of taking care of baby, packing and moving, and getting ready for a month long vacation overseas). A girl could not ask for better friends and I am just so thankful for you. It was THE party of the year (I have blackmail photos to prove it!)
Thanks to Matthew Saville for the following photos. They are pretty much unedited. My logo there only serves as a deterrent.
Here’s my “I have no clue what’s going on so I’m just gonna smile real big” look.
This is my husband. He looks good in a boa.
Curtis, the bartender
We didn’t want to stick a candle in the awesome cake, so a candle in the wine glass did the trick
Here, again, is that awesome cake. Special thanks to Mary Lallande and Jay’s Catering for the most amazing cake I’ve ever seen!
What do you get when you put a bunch of wedding photographers together in a room with a cake? A cake cutting, of course! (Yes, I did smash some in his face)
After much debating on how to properly cut a cake like that, I just took matters in my own hands.
Last year, a group of us went to a conference in Vegas and ended up at a horrible dive karaoke bar. Best night EVER. So we re-created it. Curtis started it off with an American Idol-esque rendition of “Bohemian Rhapsody.”
Garrett Davis and I dueting to Journey songs. We are gonna take our act on the road one day…
Jeff Almquist (part of the Photo Studio Six who generously allowed his studio to be the scene of the crime) singing “Jump” of course!
I don’t think I laughed so hard in my life.
Lola was hit on quit a few times that night. These shots still make me laugh so hard my tummy hurts:
Best evening ever. A girl couldn’t ask for better friends…Love you guys!