30 is the new 20

It's true. And 40 is the new 30. And 29 is the new 25.

Enough with the numbers. Yesterday, one of my bestest gal-pals hit the big 3-0 milestone. And she doesn't look a day over 25.

See. I told you.

She's beautiful inside and out.

Last night, her hubby threw a huge surprise party in her honor. Catered by none other than the best in the west, Rose De Groot. Erin thought we were all meeting for Mexican food. Little did she know...

Jack. Pot. She's impossible to surprise so the fact that 40 people were able to pull this off, is a modern day miracle.

"I kept saying to Daniel, 'It's OK! We don't have to leave at this EXACT moment!!!' "

Yes, you silly birthday girl, you do. Because 40 people are waiting for you.

And the mashed potatoes and salmon smell simply scrumtrulescent, so you better hurry.

Happy Birthday, my dear friend! You are one of a kind, and most deserving of a party with a giant maple bar. And I love you.

xoxo
Foffy