Yesterday was my birthday, so I started off the day by walking into the kitchen and fixing myself some bacon.
It seemed like the right thing to do.
In lots of ways I feel like I’m still adjusting to this whole being-in-my-40s thing, mainly because I’m not real sure how it happened. It just seems so, I don’t know, grown, and that strikes me as sort of hilarious considering that on an average day I feel like I’m about 24 – only with a way bigger sense of responsibility and also some genuine concern for others.
You may be picking up on the fact that as far as being responsible and feeling genuinely concerned for others, 24 was not necessarily my finest hour. It was, however, a time when I felt very young and wide open to possibilities, and it’s funny to me that even though the circumstances of my life have changed drastically, I still feel really young and wide open to possibilities – almost 20 years later.
However, there’s nothing that will remind you that OH NO, SISTER – YOU’RE NOT IN YOUR 20s ANYMORE like someone saying, “Happy Birthday! How old are you today? 26?” – and then collapsing into a fit of laughter.
That happened to me about four times yesterday, by the way.
Since I’m trying really hard to avoid sugar, I asked my people to please keep the cupcakes and the birthday cake and the brownies and the whatnot far away from the birthday festivities, and they were very sweet to do just that. In lieu of cake and ice cream, A and I met D at Chuy’s for a really early supper (we prefer to eat as many meals as possible with the over-70 set), and the weather was so great that we sat on the patio and enjoyed the view (as well as the absence of stifling humidity). It was a great, laid-back way to celebrate; D and I put the hurt on some chicken fajitas while Alex dug into a burrito dish that he affectionately calls “Cheese Mountain.”
Honestly, it would be impossible to not have great affection for a mountain-o-cheese.
After dinner I did my best to put a dent in a gift card that D gave me, and then I headed to Bible study. It was a treat to wrap up the day with some of my favorite people – and with a mighty good lesson, too.
So all in all: yay, birthday. The whole day was such a sweet reminder of how intricately God works in and through our relationships, and the older I get, the more I marvel at how much He teaches me through the people that He has placed in my life. I am unspeakably grateful for that, and I would be such a train wreck on my own. I have been such a train wreck on my own. Have mercy.
Anyway, that’s pretty much the gist of what’s been going on around here. This weekend Sister and I are driving up to Lexington, Kentucky to see the Bulldogs play, and I cannot wait. I’ve never been to Lexington before, so if you have any restaurant recommendations, fire away. I can’t wait to see that part of the country – especially when the weather is this beautiful.
Happy Thursday, y’all!