My birthday was last Tuesday. Y que fantastico, que perfeco!
I woke to a banner outside my door,
With a date for breakfast.....chocolate chip pancakes....
And a surprise from my dad! Sweets and DVDs!
At school, I got serenaded by the student body, my on the balcony.
Sixth Grade threw me a surprise birthday party! Complete with a seranade from the music teacher and trick candles...sneaky sneaky.
Then smashing my face in the cake!
And then I returned to my house. And wanted to go to a chill coffee place with my roomies, nothing fancy as I’m not big into parties. I was watching the next installment of Full House my dad sent me and didn’t realize how late it was when Yara started calling me. I jumped out of bed and looked around my room, looking to wear something I felt like myself in. I grabbed my overalls, a big fashion taboo according to Dutch roomy. But I didn’t care, it’s my birthday! Then I saw Yara and Brenda and they had dressed nice. What’s going on? Yara looks guilty….something’s going on….we started walking to the taxi and then…… my girls. The girls of Our Little Roses. Swarms of 'em. Beautiful and fierce to the last one.
and my face getting smeared with a second birthday cake.
What a great way to ring in my 24th year. Blessed, blessed, blessed. By my roommates, my students, my girls, my Creator.