Spoiled Girl with Slightly embarrassing friends

Me and my sister. She traveled over the hill on a weeknight to join me. Thanks.



This story begins with the girl in the black shirt. I had organized...okay, we, had organized a nice quiet girls night out with two other friends who we don't see very often. But beware of doing anything with friends near your birthday. At least friends like mine.



Because they will ambush an innocent yogurt shop and turn it into loud mayhem with women's chatter and a party place. Which is what happened. Yogurtland if you live in the area.



And then proceed to embarrass the crap out of you, but thanks for the effort guys.



One day I will plan my own party to avoid your need to ambush me again. Thanks for not letting my 30th go unnoticed. You are definitely my family away from home. Besides my sister of course.



And to solidify the strangeness of the attack, the cute missionaries came too! My ward's elders are in the matching black sweaters....



Thanks to all who came. I felt loved...and embarrassed. And remembering me. And making me feel special...and for being good friends. Even if I don't see you all very much. And doubly for the ones who do have to see me very much. Thanks for not getting sick of me yet.



We have made a great little home here in California, you all are a reminder of that.



And just because I can't go without including my kids. Here was them camping out in the small space between the wall and the couch. They are funny.

This will be the last record of my birthday, quickly to followed by pictures from today and Luke's amazing festivities...and winning his first baseball game.