Salutations, Double Chin readers! The last time I wrote to you all, which seems so long ago, I was 29 years old. Now, blossoming into the Spring like the Golden Poppies that have been covering our Californian hills, I am excited and proud to say I have reached my 30th year of life here on earth.
My long stretch of birthday celebrations began with the extraordinary party my sister Alyssa threw for me. Since it was going to be by the Conservatory of Flowers and I’m a big fan of fresh flowers, I requested that it have a floral theme and Alyssa did such a great job on making that happen. I had an abundance of my friends and family show up who were all eager to help me celebrate my blossoming into my 30’s and I was so grateful for the food and flowers they brought! Alyssa asked the guests to each bring a single flower so I could make a bouquet and it turned out GORGEOUS! Thank you to all my flower contributors who read this blog!
Since the party was on April 6th, I still had another six days before my actual birthday and they were certainly filled with all sorts of birthday love and excitement. I spent my Wednesday night being surprised with decorations, cupcakes, one of my favorite meals, and gifts from the awesome family I babysit for and love as my second family. After work, I picked up my hot date Melody for a night of roller skating and Applebee’s debauchery as she gave me a treasure chest full of sweet things, including probably 100 gourmet chocolate coins.
Between Alyssa’s candy buffet at my party and Melody’s box full of chocolate, I definitely have been using my “calories don’t count during birthdays” rule way too much. Typically I like to use this rule for friend’s birthdays so I don’t feel guilty about saying yes to cake… however when it comes to celebrating your own personal birthday, I believe around a week worth of being lenient is alright. While I wasn’t as awful as I could have been, I did get dirty with the affair I have with Coca-Cola.
I did successfully go a whole month without giving in to that “brown crack” (as Alyssa calls it!) and was really hoping it would taste horrible once I picked up the Coke again… but apparently the corn syrup Gods know just how to make it so no matter what the time span, it will taste delicious swirling it’s goodness around on your tongue.
My body however has not agreed with that week long of birthday gluttony and has proved that by bringing back my heartburn, two days of stomach cramps, and gifted me a random moment where I awoke from my slumber at 5am for a trip to hug my toilet from consuming too much chocolate cake, chocolate coins, Pepsi, and a pulled pork sandwich. I find it amazing how with all the days over my birthday week that I was consuming beer, I didn’t once feel as sick as I felt after eating all that sugar.
Finally learning my lesson, I hid the rest of the coins away in an inefficient place in hopes that my own laziness will defeat the strong desire I have for chocolate. We’ll see.
The birthday celebrations continued as I spent my last night of my 20’s at my local favorite beach watching the sunset and drinking Ace Hard Cider. The next morning I woke up and headed up to Ft. Bragg, a gorgeous coastal town about three hours north of my town. After taking an abundance of pictures at Glass Beach and watching yet another sunset, I had my birthday dinner at one of my favorite breweries, North Coast Brewing Company. My long time friend Aaron, who was with me on this trip, treated me to a plate of prime rib, garlic mashed potatoes, and perfectly cooked asparagus. The brewery also presented me with a piece of cheesecake that was ALMOST as good as my Nauni’s (grandmother) and they happened to bring me a second one because they “accidentally prepared two”. So that was a nice breakfast to have the next morning after I uncharacteristically woke up at 7am and headed out to the beach to do more photos and some yoga on my own.