My Favorite Day

I had a birthday.  Sadly, I didn't take a single picture this year.  Whoops.  The evening before my birthday we hosted a dinner for some friends and my house-mate (oh, btw I moved; apparently nobody in Idaho knew that but my parents) surprised me with ice cream cake and some presents since most people already had plans the next evening.

I had to work on my birthday, but that wasn't a big deal because I wouldn't have had anything else to do since everyone else was working too.  But I only worked a half day then went to lunch with Luke at Rodizio Grill because I had a sweet free meal coupon.  The rest of the afternoon I lounged around digesting (a good use of time.  You'd know what I'm talking about if you've ever been to an all-you-can-eat-Brazillian grill), fielding phone calls from family, and opening packages from Mom before heading to Luke's house to share the other half of the cake with the fam before the kids went to bed.  Following that I went to Red Robin hoping I'd be hungry by then so I could down my free birthday burger, but alas I was not.  I made it though about 1/3 of my food before throwing in the figurative towel.

I got to draw out the birthday a little more this week when a friend took me out for a belated birthday lunch downtown at Noodles.  I just realized I outline my birthday celebrations according to the food I eat.  Well, I guess that's the only way I  celebrate.  I'm not complaining, because I really like food.

Per usual, friends and family came through.  Thanks for always making me feel special on my favorite day.