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Birrrrrrthday
Jul. 20th, 2005 03:51 amMy birthday was really, really good this year, which is impressive, because inevitably, something always goes wrong on my birthday and I have a hideous time.
I slept in, got my birthday present from Steven (sex, no he did not wrap it, and yes that's what I ask for on every gift giving occasion. I love Hanukkah-- 7 days!), and then we packed up and headed to Natick, ostentatiously to get my transcript from MassBay. Instead, we wandered around the mall, talked to people we knew, went to the Judaica store to find out about ordering a wine glass to break at the end of our wedding ceremony, had knishes, went to David's Bridal to look at the bridesmaids' dresses and the cloaks, and then visited another friend. I picked up a couple DVDs for around $4 each and then we headed to dinner.
Originally, I wanted Boca Grande, but as soon as it was feasible, my evil stomach changed its mind. Instead, Steven took me to Vinny T's, where we had chicken piccatta and sangria, both of which were mindbendingly good. Somewhere along the line, Steven managed to tell our waiter it was my birthday and the waitstaff came out and sang to me in Italian and I had a hideously fattening chocolate mousse cake dessert. We headed home after that, grabbed some citronella candles, and sat on the porch for a while and worked on our wedding plans while imbibing beer (Steven) and sour apple coolers (me). All in all, a very good day.
The birthday booty was money from my grandparents, Mom, Bruce, and my dad, a really awesome candle set from Laura's mommy (I wish to lick the candle, in fact, because it smells so tasty), and some camera accesories from Mom and Bruce, which we used tonight to take pictures. I also received baked beans and half a chocolate cake from my grandparents.
I shall be posting a couple pictures soon, probably. The waiter at Vinny T's took a really cute picture of us. I just need to download the camera. Anyhow, a good time was had by all and thus far, my mid-twenties seems far better than my early twenties, birthdaywise.
And yes, Laura, I am officially oooooold now. I can feel the bones a-creakin'.
I slept in, got my birthday present from Steven (sex, no he did not wrap it, and yes that's what I ask for on every gift giving occasion. I love Hanukkah-- 7 days!), and then we packed up and headed to Natick, ostentatiously to get my transcript from MassBay. Instead, we wandered around the mall, talked to people we knew, went to the Judaica store to find out about ordering a wine glass to break at the end of our wedding ceremony, had knishes, went to David's Bridal to look at the bridesmaids' dresses and the cloaks, and then visited another friend. I picked up a couple DVDs for around $4 each and then we headed to dinner.
Originally, I wanted Boca Grande, but as soon as it was feasible, my evil stomach changed its mind. Instead, Steven took me to Vinny T's, where we had chicken piccatta and sangria, both of which were mindbendingly good. Somewhere along the line, Steven managed to tell our waiter it was my birthday and the waitstaff came out and sang to me in Italian and I had a hideously fattening chocolate mousse cake dessert. We headed home after that, grabbed some citronella candles, and sat on the porch for a while and worked on our wedding plans while imbibing beer (Steven) and sour apple coolers (me). All in all, a very good day.
The birthday booty was money from my grandparents, Mom, Bruce, and my dad, a really awesome candle set from Laura's mommy (I wish to lick the candle, in fact, because it smells so tasty), and some camera accesories from Mom and Bruce, which we used tonight to take pictures. I also received baked beans and half a chocolate cake from my grandparents.
I shall be posting a couple pictures soon, probably. The waiter at Vinny T's took a really cute picture of us. I just need to download the camera. Anyhow, a good time was had by all and thus far, my mid-twenties seems far better than my early twenties, birthdaywise.
And yes, Laura, I am officially oooooold now. I can feel the bones a-creakin'.