Yeahhhhhhhhhh. I'm THIRTY! I can't really handle it, so I pretend I have no clue that it actually happened.
I still feel young in a lot of ways - then I see 21-year-olds, and I'm like, "NOPE. I'm definitely 30."
So people keep saying that 30 is the new 20, no problem, and that my life is just starting. I hope they're right.
To celebrate THIRTY, I planned and executed a pretty stinking awesome Seinfeld party. Seinfeld has been a huge part of my life. 6:30pm every day on Fox 13, right after Simpsons. This is my life. Most episodes are pretty easy to relate to my own daily life. Naturally, I dressed up like Elaine. We had episodes playing, socializing, a "little kicks" contest between another Elaine (Rachel Stratford) and myself, and the best themed food ever.
I actually special-ordered black & white cookies and a marbled rye from my local bakery. I had to explain what those things meant since we don't live in NYC, apparently. They did an AWESOME job. I decorated with signs from the show, pics, and food labels showing the connection to the show. Throughout the night, we had 50+ people come and go! I was so happy. The doors were decorated with posters. I wore a sombrero. Most people didn't get most of the references, but I knew at least one person would walk through the door and exclaim, "Hey! The Urban Sombrero!" - and I was right. It was all worth it for that. Rachel Stratford's date had face paint and she sewed him a devil's jersey. It was perfection. Wish you all could have been there!























