Ain’t too old to party

In view of the big 3-0, the husband put together a surprise party on Sunday evening.

I’m not typically one for big parties and I’ve always thought it to be overly self-indulgent to be celebrating my birthday past the age of 12. Besides, I was pretty bummed to finally be on the wrong side of 30 and I was secretly hoping the day would come and go quietly so I wouldn’t have to pay much attention to it.

But of course the husband knew better so he gathered a couple of good friends and planned the most amazing party a girl could ask for.

It was extra special because I know he doesn’t like to sing in public but he took the mic and belted out the sweetest rendition of U2’s All I Want Is You I’ve ever heard. And then he added a couple of verses to the poem he wrote 7 years ago when he proposed. I cried the first time I heard it and this time, I was totally crying on the inside.

Here’s a big thank you to everyone who took the time off your Sunday evening to be there, you guys really made it special. An extra mention has to go out to JQ and Pearlyn for the wonderful place, to Feng from After Hours for the music and to Sean Lee for the photos.

Seriously, I couldn’t think of a better way to turn 30.