Bohemian Rhapsody

So I’ve got this BRILLIANT idea for my birthday party.

It’s on November 2nd, when the Freddie Mercury biopic movie called Bohemian Rhapsody comes out.

And I’m thinking that’s the PERFECT reason to have an 80s party – starting with the movie and ending at a dance club.

I mean, when I was asked what person I’d most want to spend a day with at Burning Man, my answer was Freddy Mercury.

And the person, living or dead, I’d most like to see in concert?

Freddie Mercury!

Again!

I just love Freddie Mercury.

Can you tell?

So, it goes without saying that I will DRESS UP LIKE FREDDIE MERCURY.

There are so many outfits out there to choose from but the one I like the most has a yellow jacket and striped white track pants.

Oh, be still my heart!

How much I can’t wait to cross dress as Freddie Mercury!

The only thing I’m sort of neglecting to mention is that my birthday isn’t for another 5 months.

So I’m A BIT ahead of schedule.

Even for me!

Happy Birthday Tejas!

Tejas turns 57 in a week.

And although most people don’t understand it, he happens to be my best friend.

In the three years that I’ve known him, we have been on many adventures together.

Three Burning Mans.

Five SoulFires.

One unSCruz.

And countless parties.

He has kept me company on the long drive to Santa Rosa to visit my birthfamily.

And he accompanied me during my research into nude resorts.

Tough job, eh?

 

So for his birthday I got him something special.

You know how he likes to wear Burning Man pendants?

Well, I purchased a pendant for him from a small studio in Bali.

It’s a steampunk pendant loosely based on an ancient Mayan calendar design, which is perfect since Tejas has some Mayan in him.

I think he will LOVE it.

So to my bestie, I wish you a very happy birthday!

There’s no one I’d rather burn with than you.

Even though you drive me crazy at times. . .

Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday to my baby

I have been pregnant 6 times.

The fifth pregnancy resulted in this OUTSTANDING human being whom I love very much:

It’s not all that often that I talk about my youngest child.

He is by far the sweetest, sassiest, most sensitive of my boys and I’m so lucky I get to be his mom.

Happy 16th birthday Gavin!

Now learn to drive!

My Homeless Quilt Finds a Home

It may come as a surprise to many of you that I am a quilter.

Yes, even I have domestic tendencies.

And I’m not a casual quilter.

No.

I’ve made about 40 – 50 quilts for family and friends over the years.

For a few years now I’ve had my “Homeless Quilt” – so called because I made it and had no one to give it to.

It’s a safari style quilt, with lots of orange, brown, and black.

It also had lots of texture:  faux suede, leather, and cotton blends.

I heart it!

This past week was Tejas’ birthday and I finally realized who I’d made the quilt for.

HIM!

So I gifted him this HUGE king size quilt – 120″ x 120″.

And you  know what?  I think he LOVED IT!

It’s not a birthday party unless someone brings a bag of dicks. . .

img_0649My Pyrate themed birthday party took place on Saturday.

And let me tell you, I was SHOCKED at how many people showed up.

I expected maybe 6. Ten, if I was lucky.

But in the end a whopping 24 showed up.

We went from one table of 8 to 6 tables filled with people.

And everyone was in pyrate garb!

 

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It was TRULY EXTRAORDINARY!

I got my dance on at The Spot and Cardiff Lounge, restoring my dance sensibility ever since the Blue Dance Nazi took it from me at Decompression SF (full story is HERE).

I’m not a fabulous dancer, but I enjoy dancing. However, you should’ve seen my birthmom dancing, SHE WAS HAVING A GREAT TIME!

I heard over and over again all night how wonderful my mom is, how incredible my mom is, how funny my mom is.

Everybody LOVED her.

I think it’s safe to say she stole the show.

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Mom and Scott, dancing.

My sister was there, looking beautiful and composed as always, prompting several comments about how we look nothing alike (my sister is half Filipino while I am all cracker).

Barbara was there, in an AMAZING corset, and all night long people mistook her for me. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again – Barbara looks like my little sister.

My brother and sister-in-law showed up to fete me and it was nice to hang out with them for a bit without the littles distracting us.

And Scott, my birthday twin, came all the way from Napa to celebrate “our” birthday. It’s always great to see old friends and I’ve known Scott since I was in preschool.

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Scott and I

So many more friends came and made it festive – Marina and Todd, MP (who gave me an awesome birthday card and present), Cynthia (who dances like a goddess), Kari and Brian (who just got engaged in Italy), Kevin (who let me grab his ass a little), Dante (who let me grab more than just his ass), Steve, Mark and Ariana (who make such a handsome couple), Brad (who had the BEST pirate accessory, a gold earring), Hoot (who was tons of fun to dance with), Bad Boy, Miss S, Kimberly (who gave me a bottle of Zaya rum), and Twisty.

In the end, a good time was had by all, even if we all became a little deaf dancing at the Cardiff Lounge in front of the speakers.

But the best, most funniest moment of the night was when Cynthia gave me a bag of little rubber dicks as a gift.

That’s right.

I got a bag of dicks for my birthday!

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img_0624Birthday “twins” Scott and Michelle img_0620The newly engaged!

 

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Blessings

bdayEvery year, when my birthday rolls around, my friends and family make it extra special for me.

My oldest son gave me a big hug in the morning and wished me a happy birthday.

My friend Barbara sent me a multicolored bouquet of two dozen roses for my table at home.

My friend Darren took me to lunch in Palo Alto, ordered a pile of small plates for us to enjoy. Then he took me to Watercourse Way for some hot tubbing and relaxing.

Did I mention HE brought me a bouquet of flowers too?

All in all, I had a wonderful day and it was capped off with the Cubs winning the World Series in extra innings.

Woot!

So many people wrote on my Facebook wall, wishing me a very happy birthday.

I got a little choked up seeing all those well wishes on my wall.

Old high school friends like Debbie, Monica, and Jeanne posted to my wall along with new friends like Jayme, Sidney and Kathleen.

It was so lovely.

I just want to gather everyone in a great big hug with my arms around all of you and give you a nice, long squeeze.

I heard from my birthmom (but not my birthfather, which is par for the course). She sent me a lovely message of love and support. I have hopes that someday he will as well.

A BIG shout out goes to my Castro Valley family who showered me with love and affection. I heart them all!

And finally, my love to everyone who ready my blog “One Lucky Baby” and enjoyed it, especially Ava, Her, and amfeelingright – who paused a minute to post a comment on my blog.

I am truly blessed.

What more could a girl ask for?

One Lucky Baby

IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!

I was born first to Paul and Sherri, two teenagers living in Sonoma. They accidentally conceived me in a treehouse during their eighth grade year in school.

Sherri was sent to live with her aunt and uncle in San Jose to await my birth.

I was born on November 2nd. I was a forceps baby and I came out with a banged up, scratched up head (see pic below) but no worse for wear.

FullSizeRender FullSizeRender(1)Alice and “Mario”, my parents, got the word that I’d been born and I’d be joining my 5 month old sister Lisa. My dad got to the hospital and looked at his itty bitty newborn daughter and declared that I looked like a frog on account of my legs stuck out sideways.

Screen Shot 2015-10-26 at 4.19.46 PMI will forever be grateful to Sherri and Paul for putting me up for adoption. I was lucky enough to meet them when I was 22 and they have been a part of my life ever since.

IMG_7821Nothing pleases me more than explaining to people how lucky I am to have two sets of parents who love and adore me.

I am one lucky baby.

Happy Birthday to me!

Tejas and Twisty’s Gatsby Party

Tejas and Twisty’s Gatsby (aka Roaring 20s) birthday party was a success.  People came and ate and drank and drank.  And danced!

Did I mention there was CAKE?!?!

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 P.S.  Tejas, send me a pic of you so I can include it here.  I forgot to get one of you!  Sorry, my bad!

Thanks, here you go!  Tejas and The Ladies:

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Happy Birthday Tejas!

Tejas turns 56 today! Or something like that.

We are celebrating with a Great Gatsby (The Roaring 20s) party this weekend.

My dress:

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FullSizeRender(1)And my hair:

gatsby1Great Gatsby (aka flapper) style hair is challenging for long hair since so many of the hairstyles of that time were short bobs, and cropped close to the head.

Women feminized the look by creating soft waves in their hair.

I went online to find out how to give myself finger waves and discovered that IT WAS COMPLICATED.

Way above my hairstyle IQ.

Then I found a post about a WAVING IRON which basically does almost the same thing without all the investment in hair pins and clamps.

So I snapped one up on Amazon Prime.

And it worked!

Woo!

As my mom said, “Just add some red lipstick, a flapper dress and thigh highs with a Great Gatsby man and you will Charleston the night away.”

I can do something about the lipstick but the man, well that’s another story…

A whole day of drinking and pole dancing

Bettie_Page-2So it started out with brunch with Barbara.

I had a Bloody Mary with my Scotch eggs while we discussed my love life and Barbara’s new business (Young Living, if any of you are interested in how essential oils can improve your life).

Then I ran off to my local pole dancing studio to watch their pole dancing exposition – approximately 20 some women doing burlesque, pole, sexy pole, hip hop, and ballet dance.

That’s where I had a few glasses of wine… to you know, get me in the mood to watch sexy women perform the most AMAZING dances with grace and athleticism.

Miss F is my favorite. A Bettie Page look alike with legs for days and a bod to give men heat palpitations, she can make everything look sexy – and she did to a gorgeous rendition of Portishead’s “Glory Box.”

I think the trick to pole dancing is to move slow and deliberately. Touch yourself. Make eye contact. And always always always work your booty.

The performance was an all female performance with an all female audience so the women were free to cut loose and really show their talents.

I think the safe environment really brings out the beast.

All manner of lingerie was on parade from hot pants and tutus to tassels and straps.

Loved every second of it!

Then my day concluded with a birthday party for my brother and I in downtown San Jose.

More wine.

All in all, it was a fabulous lazy Sunday and I couldn’t have crafted it better myself.

Incidentally, if any of you want to read about when I took a pole dancing class, the link is here.