Being someone who has a homebar, I am a very big fan of parties. I love to entertain people. So considering the fact that my birthday was around the corner, I decided to throw myself a birthday party. I figured that since my last few holidays were not that exciting, and that I lost my girlfriend and my best friend in less then a month’s time – that being surrounded by my friends would really do me some good – I just didn’t realize how many friends I had.

In making the list of invitees – I decided that I would incorporate my New Year’s resolution of re-acquainting myself with my past and invite people I have not seen in years. I also decided that I would invite people I worked with in all three of my jobs, and of course, my closest friends. So in reality, I invited people I haven’t seen in years, people I have never seen – and people I see every day. As the party approached, I got more and more excited. The funny thing is that I have not been excited about a birthday party like this since I was a kid. I remember as a child counting the days until I would have all of my friends over, with food, drinks and a cake, and get a bunch of presents. Now for the first time as an adult, I had that same eagerness as my party inched closer and closer.

When the party finally did arrive, and so did the guests, it was a great time from the moment the house filled with more people then just myself. So many people came that I had trouble getting from one room to another. The quiet, empty house I had that afternoon was now filled with so many people that I didn’t have enough places to put them. There were groups of people talking in the kitchen, in the bedroom, and in my office – there were even people hanging out in the bathroom. I have thrown so many parties in my life and I can honestly tell you that I can not remember ever having a better party.

Besides the success of the evening, I was taken aback by the amount of people that came out to celebrate my birthday with me. I realize that everyone loves a good party and that most people don’t have to get their arm twisted to attend one – but just the fact that all of these people, some that I knew for years, some that I knew for hours – and some that I knew years ago – all put aside whatever they were doing just to be there and wish me a happy birthday. Whatever gifts I got this year didn’t matter – because having that many people with me on my birthday was the greatest gift of all. Thanks everyone.

If only birthdays were bi-weekly.