I was sitting there minding my own business, and sort of enjoying the gray lowkey birthday, when all of a sudden i heard this loud horn. At first I thought it was a car from outside, when i realized it was too loud and besides, all the windows were closed. Then I thought that perhaps it was someone who had put their speakers on full blast. Then I realized it wasn't just a series of horn noises, it was actually the opening notes to Just a Gigalo, which as you might know is sort of my jam. So when the noise got closer, and a giant trumpet-playing chicken carrying balloons rounded the corner, i knew it was for me.
I don't embarass easy, but I am pretty sure I turned a nice shade of "have you been drinking wine?" red. Especially when he said it was time to do the chicken dance. I didn't think i was going to do it, but you know, there was a giant chicken, playing the chicken dance song, and a quickly amassed audience intrigued by the ridiculousness, and well, who am I to not oblige?
So I danced a chicken dance, hugged a chicken, received lots of weird gifts (really he had this homeless person mary poppins bag full of things like a rubber chicken, a jordache purse, stickers, plastic eggs, candy necklaces, and so on), and if that wasn't enough, the gals brought me treats too.
You see, the gals here are UNBELIEVEABLE. We've sort of made birthdays a big ta-do around here. And before the chicken arrived, I actually thought we were going to do just a nice lowkey thing with maybe cake at lunch. Which you know, would've been awesome, but they don't settle for just awesome. they go for BONKERS AMAZE. and they succeeded. In addition to the chicken, they also got a huge array of the desserts from the 7x7 must eat list. Now i can cross off 5 more things.
Like i said, these gals are the freaking best.
But, before I knew that there was a chicken, I had originally planned on sharing a little bit of vintage sabs with you. This is me at age 2. It's actually my 2nd birthday party and I'm surrounded by friends, family, a cake with candles, and yet that is the face I chose to make. It's like an immigrant child passport photo. I would like to point out a few things though (1) my head was always huge (2) my hair was always unkempt (3) my posture was always poor and (4) my dresses were even cooler back then.
Birthdays are weird you know, but so far, this one's been fun.
Oh and because i know you're waiting for it. Here's the chicken in action.
I know there were other videos, but this is the one i took while he arrived.