49 years and 364 days old...

 And Deadra and Summer knock it out of the park!

I arrived at work.. and I'm just minding my own when Deadra and Summer come flying around the corner with this... OH mercy...



then at 7:30am...

I get the card I'm holding and a Pinstack gift card!!  $200! WOW!




830am - a gift card for TOP GOLF for $200 - WHAAAAAAAAAT? 
Look at their notes to me...




9:30am comes.... Jesus just gets me...




10:30am.. Al walks in with a HUGE box of Nothing Bunt Cakes!!

These cards are KILLING ME!!



Summer shows up with gifts from Steve Smithgall ... biggest prankster in our office.  Be careful when you zoom in.... it's a little racy - funny trumps mean!!!




11:30am these two take me out to EATELY for lunch! OMG it was to die for!!


then we get back to the office and there are flowers for the 12:30pm gift! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!




At 1:30pm Deadra saunters over to to my desk and gives me another card and a $200 Amazon gift card! WHAT IS HAPPENING???





2:00pm Summer gets sneaky and drops me this from her crew

MIND BLOWN.. (Yes I'll be getting a BEHIND THE SCENES TOUR ... AT THE ZOO)






Deadra PROMPTLY shows up at 2:30pm with a $100 gift card for VELVET TACO?









and no, not to be outdone... at 3:30pm.. she drops off a gift card for $250 for go-kart racing for me and T.
Seriously.. about to cry.. what is happening????

 




How does one even SAY THANK YOU!?  I mean I struggled... How do you convey what you have deemed as an unnecessary holiday as an AMAZING ONE? HOW!?!?!!? My birthday has always been hard and mainly disappointing.. so I just stopped wanting or expecting anything.

They gave me EXACTLY what I needed.  Not really the gifts but to be loved and seen.

WOW.  Happy "almost" 50th to me.

Thank you Balfour Beatty!!  I had no idea that I needed that... BUT I DID!!

And Facebook and emails poured in.. this words of affirmation girl is thankful!! Wish I saved them all!

Oh Connie!  hahahahaha

'Lil Rally....


Stenman...



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