There’s something you should know about me. I take my birthdays very seriously. I start planning in the fall, and then comes January, my crack-down period, so that when the big day finally arrives in February, I’m ready for it. I like themes, I like games, I like prizes and I go all out. I figure that it’s one time when I get to make all of my different friends come together in one place — it only happens once a year and damn it, I want it to be memorable. And, after the fog of the excessive drinking has lifted, everyone usually agrees that it is.
This year’s theme is honey. It started, thanks to Pinterest, when I saw an invitation involving a “queen bee” and it seemed perfect. I actually used to refer to myself as a queen way back in middle school, so much so that my favorite crossing guard Francis (who was just an awesome lady) even gave me a Queen of Everything shirt once. So I mentally crowned myself Queen B (bee, birthday girl, bitch, it’s really all encompassing) and got to thinking about how I would incorporate the idea into my party.