Have you ever been speechless? I was last Saturday. Can you guess why?* answer at end :)
Auntie Vesna, Myself and Julie-Woolie. Jules has been my best friend since we met in kindergarten at 5 years old, in Clairemont. We roared through our teen years together with a ferocity unrivaled since Axl Rose hit Hollywood Boulevard, and made it out alive. She's now preggo with her second baby! Love you Julie! My Dakota, his best friend Evan in the background, Myself and Jules, partaking. Because Mr. Curry was left to take the pictures, not everyone was included :) He tried! But men (at least my man) just don't think to say ' Now let's get all the children together for a picture! ' But I think my fabulous sister in law took plenty, so I'll scoop some of hers.:) Myself, Mr. Curry, and Jules Reef (the kids cousin), Grandpa Ed, Kristi and that's baby Jacob Yohan, having nursies My Uncle Jack, with his famous cane, natty hat, natch Happy Birthday to you, You look like a monkey, and you smell like one too! Kristi, babe Jacob having tootsies again, Auntie Michelle (this is Mr. Curry's sweet ex-wife, Ian's mommy) Auntie Vesna, and in the background Uncle Pat (Mr. Curry works for his Uncle) and Antonio, family friend
* If you guessed ' Your amazing husband Mr. Curry threw a huge surprise party for you waaay after your birthday celebrations were over and you had forgotten and everyone totally tricked you even your children Ian Dakota and Lola, then you guessed RIGHT! Holy shit. That. Was. Awesome.
We had fun planning and scheming behind your back-but in a good way! Glad you were surprised and speechless. Next year I promise to call on your birthday and actually take you out somewhere, as I am off of restriction now from my brother, aka Mr. Curry. ;)
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Good job, Mr. Curry, what a sweet and thoughtful thing to do.
Happy Birthday!
thanks!
guess what!? i did my first painting, and it's hanging on the wall behind my head in the first picture. i used a LOT OF PINK. :)
AH! The classic birthday AFTER the birthday! He is the master. I've never had a surprise party, ever. I think it would be awesome!!
Yay! That's great. What a guy.
Awww, Mr. Curry rocks.
Amazing Mr. Curry! You're a gem! Happy Birthday Maggie May!
My man does that too! Events with extra blurry pictures and half-faces are all from him. *sweatdrops*
That cake looks so yummy :( I wish I had cake now! My brother's going to a colleague's wedding today and he won't bring me back some cake. >:(
My man is like that too! When we look through albums, the photos with extra blurriness and half-faces are from his awesome photography skills. :)
Ooohhh... that cake looks SO good... i wish i could have cake now... :( My brother is going to a wedding today, and he won't bring me back cake >:(
We had fun planning and scheming behind your back-but in a good way!
Glad you were surprised and speechless. Next year I promise to call on your birthday and actually take you out somewhere, as I am off of restriction now from my brother, aka Mr. Curry. ;)
AHHH! Mr. Curry Rocks! You deserve it woman!
ohhh happy belated birthday
what a lovely husband.
that is absolutely adorable.
AND THAT CAKE, is massive!
Happy belated birthday! He even got a moonwalk? Now, that's perfection in my book.
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