Kelley and I both have big birthdays coming up at the end of the month.
On my 30th birthday, I told Kelley that for my 50th I wanted a big blowout party with dancing girls, the whole bad movie, pre-orgy-feast trope: luscious women doing the dance of the seven veils, hand-feeding me grapes, lots of wine. Belly-dancing music. The scent of opium wafting through the fretted screens…
This summer Kelley said: So, do you still want those dancing girls? And I said, Not in public, not in front of a zillion of my closest friends. (With age comes wisdom, or at least understanding of Embarrassment Potential.) So we agreed: no public dancing girls.
That just leaves us with trying to figure out what to do for our Momentous Occasion/s.
That, it turns out, is easy. We’ll do everything.
We’ll have a series of pleasurable evenings (and afternoons, and mornings) with and without friends, in a variety of combinations. I’ve just finished planning our private celebration for the night of Kelley’s actual birthday. (No, I’m not going to tell you what it is.) But just thinking about all the events we’ll be lining up makes my face ache with smiling. Life is good.
Edit to add: look at this! A whole new way to see dancing girls :)
9 thoughts on “Birthday feast with dancing girls”
I thought dancing girls were required for all the big bashes! Will we get any pictures at least? ;)
Well, a pre-happy birthday to the two of you. The planning is one of the best parts–especially when one gets to be all sneaky-like!
All I do is above board. Completely. Really. ::innocent smile::
Completely innocent. Uh huh.
It sounds like lots of fun in store — yay! for that. And let me know if you need a (very discreet) photographer for those private dancing girls…
Butter wouldn't melt in my mouth :)
I'm not sure about Seattle, I'm quite sure there's a talented belly dancer willing to entertain…
I hope you have a real Blow-out. For my 50th, I hosted an elegant, small dinner party with my neighbor, rented a tent, and had a driveway dance!
Turning fifty is fabulous, if I only knew then what I know now, LOL. Hope that you and Kelley have a fantastic celebration. My partner will be 60 in December, I was 50 in March, we compromised and went to Italy for two weeks in July, best birthday ever!
jeanne, I'm quite sure, too.
Rory, yep, it gets better and better. Though I had a pretty fabulous time when I was 20 and 30 and 40 (and 10, and probably the day I was born, though I don't remember it)…
Again with the taunting :P!
The happiest of birthdays to both of you :)
You know it.
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