Today I'm linking up with Chrissy, Lindsey & Holly to share my most memorable birthday story. My memory is terrible but I do have a few vague memories of some of my birthdays.
The first birthday party I can remember must have been when I was turning 5 or 6. My mom worked at a rental place that had the inflatable bouncy houses. For some reason I remember calling it a spacewalk. I was told that I had to clean my room before everyone came over and I couldn't even come out of my room or my party would be cancelled. So, I stayed in my room shoving all my toys under my bed. When it came time for the party I went outside and there was this huge inflatable bouncy house. I was pretty scared of it at first because it was so hard to walk and keep my balance. Once I got the hang of it, I loved it.
Another birthday I remember was when I was 14. I actually have some pictures of this one in storage somewhere. I was a Freshman in high school and at the time I had way more guy friends than girl friends. I had probably 6-8 people show up one Saturday night, with only myself and one other girl. My plan was to just hang out around a bonfire but it must have been raining because I don't remember having a fire. Well, I had a dirt bike that I had gotten for Christmas the year before and we thought it was a good idea to ride. The night quickly turned into a mud riding event. I have pictures of some of us covered in mud as I was blowing out the candles on my cake that featured a confederate flag. Yes, I was redneck girl of the year back then. I sometimes get an uneasy feeling of embarassment thinking back to those years that I thought it was cool to 'be one of the guys'.
Sorry I don't have any super awesome birthday stories. I do remember having a Batman cake one year. I remember having several birthday parties at the skating rink. There was one year that I had a New Kids on the Block cake and thought it was the most awesome thing that they could put a picture on a cake. I must have been 9 or 10 that year. I don't really have any memories of my birthdays between 14 and 21. I remember getting my first car, a 1996 Ford Bronco, right before my Sweet 16. When I turned 21 I had been married for only 2 weeks. Then I remember being bummed when I turned 22 because I was no longer 21 and really felt like I was getting old. I turned 30 at Disney World and last year I spent my 32nd birthday eating pizza and playing games at Gatti Town with the kids. Who knows what 33 will bring!