I told you it probably wasn't worth it. But here's the thing: my nose hair trimmer died over a year ago. And I've been using Paul's ever since *waiting for that to sink in*. Oh, stop. Like inner nose is the worst thing we've ever shared. This is what happens when you are male and turn 30:
1. Your hair turns gray, and not just the hair on your head.
2. Hair starts growing in places it did not previously (i.e. ears and nose)
Speaking of my birthday, I took that picture with the camera Paul bought me! I also took this picture during my surprise party:
(If you can't tell, that's J's rack.)
So my surprise party was a LOT of fun. Here's how it went down. We went to a wine bar, and then P had a "bathroom emergency" that required that he go home! Which, truthfully, I didn't think much of (knowing P and knowing how close our apartment is to the bar). J and I chit-chatted, and then I realized P STILL wasn't back, after like 30 minutes. I got a text saying that Cole had "shit himself and my [David's] office". Again, I didn't think much of it (knowing Cole). P said I didn't need to come home and that he would come back once it was all cleaned up. Another 15 minutes passed, so I called him. He suggested we come back to the apartment.
I walked down the hall to our dining room to a lovely surprise party! We had a great evening, which by now you've seen. I *heart* wigs. I answered a knock on our door at about 3am. It was our downstairs neighbor asking us to turn down the music. I smiled, nodded, and closed the door in her face. I realized the next day I was holding a bottle of wine in my hand when I answered. I can't remember if I was wearing a wig or not.
Side note: Before you get all, "that was mean to do to your neighbor!" on me, when they first moved in, we were having a Halloween party. P and I went out of our way to (1) invite them up and (2) tell them to let us know if we were being too loud. She was on the phone when she answered the door. She never got off the phone, didn't say a word the whole time we were talking to her, and then closed the door in our faces. Also, they have a baby that cries a lot. So there!
That was pretty much it! We had a blast.
The next night we went our for dinner and then saw Xanadu (very funny musical, btw). The following morning we went to Orange for breakfast. We started with frushi:
This is the after:
ure and clothes can really make or break your appearance.
