Super Foxy

We celebrated my younger sister's birthday last night at Lips, the drag queen extravaganza on 5th. Everyone seemed to have a great time. I was relieved. I picked up the cake I ordered from Extraordinary Desserts (the Bête Noire) and hurried over to the restaurant. I recognized all the stress tags showing themselves. I take a lot of responsibility for other people's enjoyment. My genetic predisposition towards being everyone's homeroom mother. I wish I could rid myself of that. But I also managed to catch my reflection a few times throughout the night and realized that I was enjoying myself, too. I met up with friends after the festivities and looked for reasons to laugh. There were plenty.