12th birthday: toasting ginger ale and eating pizza with galpals while wearing a side ponytail.
Clockwise from top, my 15th, 16th, and 17th birthday parties all heavily involved piling friends on my bed. I guess by the time I turned 17 I got someone else to take the picture so I could rudely sprawl over everybody.
Playing a show for my 26th with my old pop punk band, Bulletproof.
Singing some triumphant karoke with Margaret at my 28th.
Delightedly failing to knock down any pins at an old school bowling party for my 29th.
We've been so damn busy, I didn't even realize we'd planned a sectional band practice for tonight. Luckily, the boys insisted we skip it just as I got a press invite to screen Don Jon! So MC and I are off to the movies, complete with an employer provided mileage reimbursement. I'll let you know what other shenanigans we get into.
In the meantime, MC made me a birthday playlist! And of course, it's awesome! So here, enjoy. :)