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Today is my mom’s birthday, you guys. And not just any birthday, it’s the big 5-0. She may think she’s getting old, but really, as a 27 year old, having a 50 year old mom is such a blessing! She’s still young (although not always hip, sorry Mom but I’ve heard about your watching the Grammys) and fun, and she cooks, and she tells it like it is, and she’s pretty much 100 percent of the time not only on your side, but will defend you until the death.

Here is a photo of us at one of my BFFs weddings late last year. My parents were pretty much the life of the party, with my mom running the dance floor (and bossing the DJ around) and my dad out with the boys.

I love that I have a mom that people want to dance with on the dance floor. I love that my mom dances probably later than most 20 year olds. Seeing my mom is more like seeing a really, really good friend that you haven’t seen in a bit – but that doesn’t matter, because you can gab about anything and it’s like you talked yesterday.

I am sad to not be there, although with the technology these days I was able to Facetime in to her ice cream cake singing. But I am glad this is such a big year for us – the year of her 50th, my sister’s 30th, a new baby on the way, and plus, Jeff and I are getting married. I can’t wait for all the fun this year will bring – and I am glad I get to share it with such a sweet family, and such an awesomely cool mom. Happy Day, Mom. xo

[Photo by Mary Costa of Mary Costa Photography]

I can’t seem to keep my shoes on at work (or home for that matter) for more than ten minutes.

This often results in the following conversation:

“Incoming!” (Liz says from her seat behind my desk.)

“But I’m not wearing any shoes!” I rush to find my shoes under/around my desk. Usually I am at least wearing socks, if nothing else.

Inevitably about 80% of the time I don’t find my shoes in time, and I end up having to talk to people in my socks or bare feet. This doesn’t, however, make me wear my shoes any more often.

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This weekend I went to the Songkran Festival with Cricket. It is the Thai new year celebration. Here are some photographs.

Our delicious lunch. We also shared a bag of fried bananas.

There was live music everywhere!

Some of the girls that danced for a large audience. They were so lovely.

This is my Buddha pose. In Thailand, you pray to your Buddha pose that is the day of the week you were born on, and also give donation to that Buddha. I was born on Monday. Here are the rest.