A city guy with an outdoorsy heart. Life of the party and my loving companion. Quite simply, the best husband there is. Happy Birthday babe!
A mother of three sons, only daughter to her father...sister to four brothers and a wife to one great man. She always says the title of her autobiography will be: "My Life with 9 Men." haha! And that...that humor, that love, that compassion....that is my wonderful mother-in-law. Marlene, what an honor it was to take this weekend and celebrate all that you are to your family. You give of your time, energy and heart to all of us in so many ways and being able to pamper and gift and toast to you was such a treat.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "men are what their mothers made them." My biggest cheers and thank you to Marlene this special birthday year... is for raising the man that I call my husband. She instilled within him a strong value set, loving demeanor, and abundant family loyalty. She also passed along her infectious laugh :) And it goes without saying, that her greatest accomplishments are her family and a life rich in love, friendship, and faith. One day, when Lee and I start a family, I can only hope to be even half the mother that she is to her three boys.
Soooo....we did what we thought any real over-the-top celebration would entail;)
*a Four Seasons massage!
*mani-pedis with the girls!
*an iPad, luggage, wallet and more!
*a limo to and from...(!)
*a full on steak and wine and dessert feast at Barclay Prime!
Happy birthday, Marlene! We love you so much.
I had FANTSTIC birthdays as a kid. I'm talking birthday parties that are still written about in birthday cards to me from my lifelong childhood friends. Think Double Dare themed backyard craziness (with my Dad dressing up as Marc Summers, I kid you not) and a massive obstacle course of slip-n-slides and monkey bars covered in chocolate syrup, whipped cream balloons and super-soakers and buckets of green slime. Icing on the non-classic celebration cake? My Mom would make a massive flower pot fully loaded with gummy worms and pudding and mashed Oreos. It.....was awesome. I still crave that dirt cake sometimes. Nom nom. Sidenote: my parents rock.
But birthdays have changed since my elementary school days. After a number of NYC birthdays of the Phoebe's persuasion, I was feeling a bit more tranquil and frankly, dismissive, of this year's celebration. I wanted to see friends, yes...but mostly I just wanted to relax with my husband. I didn't want a fancy dinner out. I wanted to order in and open an unforgettable bottle of wine. I didn't want to stay out until 3am. I wanted to slow dance in our living room. Take a trip outside the city for a hike. And just be quiet and mindful of all that has happened the past year and what the start of the new one will bring. That's just what we did :-)
Sarah: one part of a family of THREE with my husband Lee and sweet girl Morgan, simply wanting to chronicle the path I'm on and the path that will come to be. For now it's NYC urban mamaville where everyday is a new adventure! (Actually, just getting to the post office is an adventure.)
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