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Callie's Birthday '03

This is the St. Regis Hotel in New York City. Callie invited Anais, Liz, Vicki and myself to stay the night there for her fifteenth birthday. It was amazing...we had a humungous suite with two queen-sized beds, a pull-out couch, a kitchen, two bathrooms, a hallway (which we used for sliding in our socks) and a living room. Oh, and we got trays of chocolate-covered strawberries from room service at all hours of the night. It was definately a night to remember...

Callie's driver picked me, Liz, Anais and Callie up in a limo at Masters and drove us into NYC. When we got into the city, we opened the window and all screamed out, "Holla '07!" at the top of our lungs! After settling into the hotel, we all got ready for dinner and then at seven we all walked down to Restaraunt Vong. After that we took cars back to the hotel and ate birthday cake with her parents and little brother, Jamie. Then we ordered room service! We got vanilla and chocolate ice cream, chocolate-covered strawberries, and anything else with sugar. Then Callie and Anais went downstairs to rent Titanic ("I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go!") and buy some magazines.

Callie fell asleep halfway through Titanic in the living room, so we all went into the bedroom. Vicki, Anais and Liz all took a bubble back together (in their bathing suits...at first!) and then we watched some more TV. All of us basically talked the night away, and before we knew it, it was 4:00am and we were all exhausted. So, I slept on the bed in the living room with the birthday grl, Anais and Liz shared a bed and Vicki got her own bed. We woke up around 11:00am and ordered more room service, this time getting four chocolate chip belgium waffles with whipped cream, powdered sugar, maple syrup and strawberries, one chocolate chip buttermilk pancake with all the same toppings, five croissants, fruit and drinks. Breakfast was amazing! We ate it in bed. Then, Jaime (Callie's brother) wouldn't stop ringing the doorbell of our sweet, so we all threatened to strip for him and he ran away! He eventually came back to ring the doorbell non-stop, so to get him to leave for good, I opened the door and flashed him. I'm sure he's traumatized for life. On the way home, we stopped at Starbucks for coffee and then Callie's mom dropped us off at Masters.