Last year I made one birthday wish, and what do you know? Eleven of my dearest girlfriends actually took me up on it! They start arriving today, friends from Chicago, from Wisconsin, from New Jersey and D.C. (not to mention those lucky enough to live on this little island with me). Some I've known for almost 30 years and others for just over one. Some will be missing—oh, and greatly missed—but today I am only grateful for this, per my dear Mr. Yeats:
Think where man's glory most begins and ends
And say my glory was I had such friends.
p.s. This is not hyperbole, and boys still are not invited.