Today, as I stepped out of my parents' car after a pleasant brunch, I was bombarded by a group of 4 oddly dressed people. One looked quite a bit like the mad hatter, and he carried a plate of small cupcakes. There was a 20-something who embodied "flower-child" in her wavy blonde hair and very earthy, happy appearance. She carried a basket filled with flowers, and another with popcorn. Another lady was in her 40s and looked like a jester, and the last man had a camera. They pointed at me and said "There she is!!" and started singing to me "A very merry un-birthday, to you!" I filled in the appropriate "To me?!?" and we skipped down the street a little way. They gave em a bunch of flowers and a card, and I blew out a candle on a cupcake while the man took a picture. They sent me off with a "Happy un-birthday!" My card says "Best wishes on your special day. May you savor luscious abundance! " I felt so happy and special.
My dad told me if I eat the cupcake I'll be stoned.
