They say it's your birthday..

Dique and I are big fans of the forever inappropriate comedian, Patton Oswalt.

In one of Patton's more mild monologues he discusses the Birthday Rule. You can listen to the whole (explicit) thing here, but this is a quick recap.

Birthdays you can and cannot celebrate.

1 thru 9 — YES. You’re a little kid, and kids should get to celebrate birthdays.

10 — YES. You’ve entered the double digits. Something different has happened, you get a birthday.

11-12 — NO. Nothing special about those years.

13 — YES. Now you’re a teenager, and that’s worth celebrating.

14-15 — NO. Again, nothing special here. I can make a learner's permit. Big deal.

16 — YES. The laws have changed. Now you can drive, that’s worth celebrating.

17 — NO. What’s special about being 17? Exactly.

18 — YES. Awesome birthday. You can vote and own a gun. You can shoot a bullet through your ballot sheet. Now that is worth a party.

19 — YES. It’s your last year as a teenager. A little whistful, but true.

20 — YES. You’ve entered your twenties. Congratulations.

21 — YES. Awesome birthday, you’re as adult as you can get. Hit the bars, hard.

And then…only one birthday every 10 years (30, 40, 50, 60 and so on) until you hit 90. All those years in-between? Who cares. Big deal, 47. However, after 90, the rules change again and you can start to party more frequently - mostly because you could drop dead at any given time.

I am a believer of celebrating EVERY birthday, but do feel the decades should get special treatment. Dique and I struggled to think of what to do for my thirtieth coming up in May. I'm too much of a Charlotte to have a Dirty Thirty. Not enough of a Samantha to have a Flirty Thirty. And too much of a spelling snob to have a Purdy Thirty.

I was inspired when I recently saw this blog post about a Beatles-themed party for one-year-old babies. I know, I know - it's amazing! And so adorable!It looks like a LOT of fun and something that would be easy to put together. I instantly thought we could "grow it up" a bit and put an adult twist on it.

So, today I'm sending out these Save The Dates, which I slapped together last night.



Next week I'll send out the hard (Day's Night) invites.

I love it when a party Come(s) Together!