Friday, August 22, 2014

I’m 28 Now

And I don’t feel a day over 23. Just kidding. I WISH I could party like I did when I was 23.

Everyone at work I told I was turning 28 said… “Oh… I LOVED 28.” Like an unusually high number of people told me this. Which made me really excited! Not that I wasn’t already, but even more so now.

It was a great day. I went to work for a few hours. A co-worker took me out to lunch and gave me a gift. She had sewn me an amazing lunch bag. The fabric is just incredible… so me, and just so nicely put together. That and the fact that I’ve been working there just a few months and she was thoughtful enough to spend time making it. Whew. Then another department brought me flowers. I was feeling the love at work.

I left around 1pm and biked downtown for some shopping and champagne. I sat on the patio of a restaurant sipping my bubbles and reading. For like an hour and half and it was amazing.

Then Dan made me a cake… just like last year because he's amazing. And we biked to dinner at this really cool rooftop restaurant (me in 3 inch heels). 

28 started out great, and I have high hopes for the rest of it. :)

 you can barf now.

so my good friends know I love me a good dirty martini. i never really see them on the menu in Germany, so have never bothered to order one. at this restaurant we were at they had "Vodka Martini" on the menu, so I decided to try it because it's my birthday. The above picture is what came. There were tiny leaves sprinkled in it (not basil or mint...we couldn't tell) And then a shitload of garlic powder/syrup was also added. Not my jam. Dan ended up finishing it (he's the best). But now, i have quite the craving. 
See you soon properly made dirty martini. #statesidecocktail

1 comment:

  1. I was just thinking about how 28 has been one of my favorite years! Yay to're going to love it!


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