Happy 8th Birthday, Bloggie!

Back in the saddle. After a marathon work day and an exhausting work week (try working 12 days back-to-back in the office with no break), I slumped to sleep at 10:30pm last night after propping myself up by watching Zero Dark Thirty. While I can’t stand movies that go past the 2 hour mark, I didn’t seem to mind the 2:40 depiction of the Osama Bin Laden hunt. I was engrossed.

I still think Vanity Fair’s factual narrative on the Hunt for Geronimo was way more thrilling. If you haven’t read the article, I urge you to. Even better than watching a movie. In fact, I’m going to read it again, it’s THAT good.

Yesterday, my blog turned 8. Eight is certainly great. From a handful of readers to over 10,000 page views / 5,000 unique visitors a month. The blog has gone through a redesign with all the bells and whistles, and a couple expert guest posts. I’m hoping to feature more from my extensive network. Oh, can’t forget the revenue. Can’t say I’m turning a profit yet, but I’m certain that, along with more great things, are just on the horizon. I hope you’ll continue with me on this journey. Lots of ice-cream today to celebrate!

Belated Birthday Pictures

For my birthday, we rented a cabin in sunny Marin County. Simultaneously, we rented out our place to a very nice international gay couple who were probably hanging out for Pride Weekend. Zero cost weekend get-away. I constantly want to pat myself on the back for being so smart with our money.

Fairfax, what a cute little town. Friday night, we walked around, ate ice-cream, and listened to live music. But the place we rented was beautiful: clean, bright, perfect for entertaining. Because everyone who walked in asked how we found the place, I said I was going to put a sign out front to answer everyone’s question: I found it on AirBnB.

Friends from all walks of life came by to celebrate. Loved all the good food and presents, but mainly happy that people came out to the woods!

Best Birthday Gift Ever

June 18 was my birthday. Turns out four friends from work, Burning Man, and school all have the same birthday.

Dean got me the most thoughtful present.

Two months ago, I decided to give up my Club One gym membership. I’d been a member for several years. Loved it because I can go to any of their locations and they’re all over the Financial District, Union Square, and Nob Hill. Uber-convenient. But I got tired of them raising the monthly fee every year and I couldn’t justify spending the money especially when all I did was marinate in the steam room. I didn’t work out. I didn’t take classes. I laid down in the steam room and took naps.

On my birthday, Dean gifted me with a spa. Not a spa gift certificate. He got all the accoutrements to turn our bathroom into a spa! A bench so I could sit underneath the rain shower for hours. Candles, fuzzy slippers, the whole bit. So thoughtful. And the best part was when he said, “Don’t worry. It wasn’t expensive. I used the 20% Bed Bath and Beyond coupons for every item.”

Happy 80th Birthday Marty

Friend: Any plans for the weekend?

Me: I’m going to an 80-year-old birthday party.

Friend: You have an 80-year-old friend?!

Me: Yeah, he’s my friend from Burning Man.

I had the privilege of attending a glorious 80th birthday party today that not only celebrated the birthday boy Marty, but also emphasized family. Marty has 4 families: his immediate family, his Chinese family, his tennis family, and his Burning Man family.

Marty’s 4 successful kids organized the event at Cafe Arrivederci in San Rafael. The weather couldn’t have been better. We were there until the end, soaking up the Marin sunshine. I don’t know a lot about Marty’s history, so it was particularly endearing seeing pictures of him through the years, including black and white shots of a young, grinning Marty during his Bar Mitzvah. Marty was an only child which, to me, totally explains why he wanted to have a big family.

Guests had a chance to say a few words at the mic and one friend described the first time he met Marty. Marty, who was supporting his daughter at an LGBT parade, was stuck in the back, hauling water and ice for the rest of the crew. It was obvious how proud Marty is of all his children and grandchildren.

A Chinese woman spoke about how special Marty is that 25 years later, she’s going to her boss’s birthday party. Her family has become his family which he says is his Chinese family.

The tennis family was the most touching. A bunch of guys have been playing tennis together regularly for 40 years! They talked about how Marty is the one who organizes the matches and even when he was in the hospital undergoing triple-bypass, he was on his computer making sure the guys were still playing. Dick Cheney, I swear to God, is part of the tennis family. Once the pictures come out, I’ll have to post them. Dead ringer for Dick Cheney.

Lastly, there’s his Burning Man family. That’s me! I’ve gotten a lot of slack for going to Burning Man for 10 years in a row. The questions being, ‘Aren’t you over it?’ ‘Aren’t those days of partying over?’ ‘You’re going to Burning Man again?’ It’s not about the partying. It’s not about the music. It’s not even about the art. It’s always been, for me, the annual reconnection to my family. It’s those ties that have sustained me for this long. I am taking a break from going to the event this year, but the thoughts are churning around a simultaneous week long vacation with my Burner friends in Mexico instead of the playa.

It was such a beautiful celebration that people were saying they wanted to have an 80-year-old party just like that. Well, I want to have a 40-year-old party just like that! Why wait? Marty joked that the party was like being at his wake, except that he’s around to enjoy it.

75th Birthday

75 years old, now that is a major accomplishment. What’s even better? Looking good! You tell me if my uncle looks like he’s 3/4 of a century old.

Front and center is the birthday boy holding his granddaughter. He’s my mom’s brother and his wife (also radiant at 75) is to his left. The couple in the front on the left is my mom’s sister and brother in law. The couple in the front row on the right are my parents. The person to my mom’s left is her sister.

More family standing.

And for those of you who doubt the sheer magnitude of my ancestral ties, here’s even more family! See if you can spot the set of natural twins.

My Birthday in Wine Country

The Sleepyheads - how funny is this?!

At this age, I don’t remember what I did on my previous birthdays. Probably the one that stands out the most was four years ago when I turned 32. I rented a limo with eight of my friends and we got totally silly driving around wine country. When we got home, Marc donned one of my wigs and lip-synced to Hillary Duff. So funny. I also remember renting a house with my bridal party and playing Celebrity and Taboo into the wee hours. I love shit like that.

On my birthday this year, eight of us packed tightly into a sedan and roamed around Sonoma and Napa for the day. I had a really good time eating and drinking with my friends. We picnicked at Nicholson Ranch where the resident dog must have known I was the birthday girl. Either that or he was attracted to my bright orange dress and bedazzled sunglasses. He kept dropping the slimy tennis ball down on my lap for me to throw. Dean has a picture of me and the doggie (I need to get that from him), but for now…here are some shots throughout the day from my camera.

Fashion Friday: Presents for Me

rabbit fur ear muffs on Etsy

Who really gets presents anymore?

People really don’t know what other people want. How often do you freak out, “What am I going to get my wife for her birthday?” “I have no idea what to get an 8-year-old kid for Christmas.”

Today, when we are all so technologically-advanced, I am surprised there isn’t a well-known way for others to ascertain what you want. Besides having a wedding or baby registry, there really isn’t a great way.

I love handkerchiefs so my friend TB was such a sweetheart and brought me a stack of them when she visited from London. I know Conrado is really into photography so I got him a gift certificate to a camera supply site.

Since my birthday is coming up in eight days, I figured I’d enlighten all of you who I have inspired with my blogging! I’m going to put out into the universe some of the things I like. I actually think I’m easy to shop for.

I like fur. I’d sure like a fur coat, but I also like fur stoles, pens with fluffy fur on the ends, purses with fur.

I like fiction books. The ones that say New York Times Bestseller or Pulitzer Prize Nominee.

I love cute journals, notebooks, calendars, stationery, note cards.

I like chocolate–must be milk chocolate.

I like scarves and handkerchiefs.

I like all kinds of gloves.

How cute are the $23 rabbit fur ear muffs I posted here. Click on the picture for the Etsy shop.

Happy Birthday Bloggie!

Dear Bloggie,

Yesterday was your 7th birthday. I’m sorry I only realized it now when I remembered I had started writing years ago sometime in April. I checked the backlogs just now and it looks like it was April 12th. I guess that means I should be saying…Happy Belated Birthday, Bloggie!

I went back to the Ofoto archives since I lost all my pictures when my first laptop crashed. I found a picture of me in 2005 on my birthday. Thank God it’s blurry. I don’t know what’s worse: that eyeless face or the fact that I’m completely sober on my 30th birthday.

Well, Bloggie, it’s been a fulfilling seven year journey with travel, romance, heartache, tragedy, friendship, achievement, depression, celebration. All the ingredients for one good long story.

Always there to listen, you’ve been a loyal friend. Thank you.

Wishing you a wondrous year and many more to come!

xoxo,

vixen

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