A few weekends ago I had my 28th birthday party with some friends who helped me take it back to the Wild West. It was a murder mystery party that took months of planning and hours and hours of cutting things out of paper ;) The designated "murderer" was also a fire fighter and San Diego just happened to be in the midst of a giant firestorm in the North County. He almost didn't make it, which would have ruined the whole thing! My mom even came down from San Jose to partake in the festivities.
Considering it was the first time I've thrown a party that required this much planning and intricacy, I think it went amazingly. Also considering I was suffering from severe pregnancy sickness, it really is a mystery how I was able to pull it together (tons of thanks to Kirk and my friend who helped with the cardboard decor - Kirk even built me saloon doors!) But now that the first time is over, the next party (whenever that may be) will be smoother and better timed.
All my friends came dressed to the 9's - I swear, everyone showing up looked more amazing than the next person, and then I found myself in the presence of some serious wild west hotties.
