Picture from left to right: My brownie fudge sundae; my chicken etoufee from Boussard's; my mother, my friend Diane, and me
Most Memorable Birthdays
March 23, 1977: The day I was born. Of course, it is the most memorable because, without it, I obviously wouldn’t be here today.
13th: My brother had surgery on my birthday. I didn’t go to the hospital, but my mother didn’t send me to school, either. I stayed with my grandmother. I had a cake, the radio station announced my birthday, and after I completed my schoolwork, I read all day. All in all, it wasn’t a horrible day. I was thankful my brother’s surgery went well.
16th: I honestly don’t remember much about my Sweet Sixteen. My mother ordered a gigantic heart cake and I received the birthstone ring I always wanted, but that’s about it.
30th: I feared I would cry on this day, but I didn’t. My family and friends rented a banquet room and hosted a huge party. I had too much fun to spend any time weeping.
Do you have a memorable birthday? I’d love to hear about it! Tell me all about it in the comments.