The nanny of a kid I barely know in Nora’s music class approaches me.
Nanny: “Hi Nora’s Mom! Spencer is having a birthday party next Thursday at Gymboree. It’s in the afternoon. Can Nora come?”
Me: “Oh– yes, that’s perfect! Nora’s with her nanny in the afternoons, and they’re always looking to meet new people, so that will work out great! I’ll give my nanny the information and I know she’ll be more than happy to bring Nora to the party.”
Nanny: “Great, I’m so glad Nora can come!”
Me: “Of COURSE! She looooooooves parties! Thanks so much for including her!”
Nanny (looking at phone calendar): “Oh wait sorry, I mixed up the time– the party is not in the afternoon, it’s in the morning. So YOU can bring Nora.”
We threw Mom a surprise birthday party here in the Outer Banks. I took care of designing/ordering the t-shirts and wine glasses and creating/hosting a “Who Knows Mom Best” trivia game.
The one job I delegated was to buy a grocery store sheet cake. I told Andrew and Eric before they left– a sheet cake FROM THE GROCERY STORE. You know, the shitty kind with the plastic top over it. It’s old school and totally artificial and mom loves it because it reminds her of childhood.
Also please note how helpful Steph was during this exchange.
The text below refers to the following voicemail (to listen, hit play on the black audio bar) I left for my brother Jeremy on his birthday. I think it is a pitch-perfect, stunning example of why I don’t– and never should– make voice calls.
Tomorrow is Eric’s birthday, which means that from tomorrow until my birthday on March 30, he is only one year younger than me instead of 2 years younger than me because THAT’S HOW MATH WORKS WHEN YOU’RE AN AGING WOMAN.
Kid: “It’s your birthday on Monday?!”
Kid: “How old will you be?”
Me (wide-eyed and dramatic): “Thirty THREE. Old, right?”
Kid: “No way, that’s not old at all! You’ve got a long life ahead!”
Me: “Aw, thanks kiddo!”
Kid: “Yeah my grandma didn’t die til she was like 52.”
Sometimes I worry that I spend too much time on social media, but then, on days like today, I get a FB reminder about someone’s birthday tomorrow, and it’s like THANK GOD for Facebook because how the hell else was I supposed to remember that?!?
So happy early birthday to my brother Jeremy! The big 3-0!