A birthday is your own personal holiday. One whole day that is solely yours, all about you, a celebration of the fact that you, wonderful you, were born. It deserves hoopla. In fact, I don't feel that a day is really enough time to adequately appreciate a birthday, which is why I am an enthusiastic proponent of a birthday month. That way, everyone isn't pressured to squeeze all the fun and festivity into twenty four hours. There is an entire month to linger and savor. As it just so happens, April is my birthday month. And this Saturday was the actual day of my birth. Time to celebrate!
It's not very often I feel the need to praise the North Carolina Department of Transportation, but I have to say they were the first to come through for me in the birthday department. Just this year, the DMV announced that driver's licenses were renewable online, which may not seem like a big deal to those of you strutting around with 20/20 vision, but I do believe it may have saved me from having to have LASIK surgery just so I could prove myself vision-worthy of obtaining a new license. Whew. My new license came in the mail last week, and it is the gift that will keep on giving for the next eight years. Take that, eye test!
|Eye test? We don't need no stinking eye test!|
In addition to that little laminated blessing in my mailbox, all kinds of fun cards started arriving. For a girl who already has a love of mail, the feeling of opening the mailbox and seeing colored envelopes full of well wishes just waiting for me definitely puts a spring in my step. My friend Sylvia upped the ante by mailing me the cutest reversible tote bag, my very first present of birthday month. And then, on Thursday night, this most wonderful gift bag appeared:
|When your gift is life-sized, you know you've done something right.|
The saying goes that good things come in small packages, but I kind of liked seeing that behemoth one. Isn't it practically full of wonder and birthday magic? As literal icing on the cake, two of our friends stopped by with a white chocolate bundt cake, and Clint picked up a half dozen Gigi's cupcakes for the occasion. One birthday, two desserts, zero problem finishing it all, I can promise you that.
And just like that, it was birthday eve, or to the rest of you, Friday night. Clint took me out to a local steakhouse called Beef and Bottle, which has been serving delicious food since 1958. The white linen table cloths, candles on the tables, and pictures of celebrity diners as far back as Audrey Hepburn give the place a cozy, intimate atmosphere that was a great spot for a couple's dinner. To cap it off, our waiter surprised me with this fantastic dessert to complete our wonderful meal!
|I can't resist an opportunity to sparkle.|
Birthday eve was a success, and before I knew it, Saturday morning was upon us. April 9th, the finest of days, the reason confetti was invented. We ate our breakfast and then Clint let me open my gifts--and it is safe to say they did not disappoint. I have been lusting after a Louis Vuitton handbag since we were in Italy last year, so I can't tell you how ecstatic I was when I opened that giant gift bag and found the purse inside! And in the pocket of that gorgeous bag, I found Dave Matthews concert tickets for May, as well as a t-shirt from my very favorite restaurant here, Paco's Tacos & Tequila. It's only fitting since we are there about once a week. Believe me when I say, these are a few of my favorite things:
|Please meet the new man in my life: his name is Louis. He's European, dark skinned, and so, so supple.|
Clearly, it's going to be a very good year. We spent our afternoon enjoying time with some friends, who showed up not just for cocktails and conversation, but they also spoiled me with gifts. These people really know what makes me tick, as evidenced by the glitter, sparkles, and fun they gifted me.
|Sweet gifts from sweet friends, who clearly know me well.|
I hope you can see the small pack of "I Kissed a Democrat" gum in the center of the picture (you know, to get that bad taste out of your mouth and hopefully restore your senses). Plus, my beloved Peeps, a Jo Malone candle that smells like pure heaven, cocktail napkins, very cutesy cups, a wine glass that holds an entire bottle of wine (so you can say you've only had one glass, in case anyone asks), various forms of antioxidants made from grapes...also known as wine and champagne, and those adorable gold sequin bedroom shoes. Basically, the recipe for happy.
We ended my birthday weekend with a Sunday dinner full of queso and tacos at the aforementioned Paco's Tacos, and with a big smile on my now-year-older face. Thank you to everyone who celebrated with me and made me feel so special. There is talk of a celebratory brunch this upcoming Sunday, and by the looks of the calendar, there is still plenty more birthday month left to enjoy. You can bet I'm going to do just that.
|Some days you've just got to put on your birthday tiara and celebrate!|