Too Good to Capture

I have the best friends in the world. My 21st birthday was unbelievable. 

This was one of those days where I’m glad I didn’t spend it behind a lens to capture moments…instead, I lived the moments and made the most of the adventure set before me.
{So, in other words, sorry for not posting a visual play by play}

(also, obviously I drank alcohol, so you can stop reading if you’re uncomfortable with that)

Friday, the 3rd, of January, Mi Amor and I arrived back from Minnesota and he told me while we were getting close to our street, “Your birthday starts when we get home.”
So, I took a relaxing bath with a delicious candle burning while he brought in all our traveling stuff. {All you men better take tips!!!} We watched a funny movie {stupid humor} called “Ace Ventura” {oh dear..} then around 11p.m. he told me, “We’re going to the Winchester at midnight so get ready”. I was so excited!!! Going out at midnight is something I haven’t done for a long while. We walked the quarter of a mile on the snowy night and stepped in at 11:57 and talked to the door man for three minutes. For the first time I had a ‘fireball’ shot with my husband. It was a cinnamon whisky that reminded me of a sugar-less “Big Red” stick of gum. I then got a margarita (with low sugar) while we chatted.
Its funny because, sometimes when we go out together, I still feel like we are dating… like to me, it seems BIZARRE that we truly are married. Mi Amor is my best friend and the man I wanted to live forever with for over four years now. Forever has started, that’s why I’m mind-blown. He truly is mine to keep and love and cherish and serve. I tell him sometimes, “If I wasn’t already married to you, I’d want to be”.
We had breakfast at the house and then we went off to the Art Museum. I love landscape art and there was an exhibit that we didn’t get a chance to view before the holidays, and it only had one more week left so I was excited to indulge in some of my favorite art.
I know its normal for us to go visit galleries and check out art, but there was something about being in a dress and knowing I was twenty-one that made me feel more sophisticated than other times. {silly, I know}

Noon came around quickly and we were off to a restaurant we hadn’t been to before. Gram and Gramps wanted to be a part of my special day so they came there too {they also were there at the museum with us!} We ordered wonderful food and I had deliciously seasoned salmon and grilled asparagus. Mi Amor and I split a three-tier mini martini special. One was mandarin orange, key lime pie, and the last hibiscus {yes, the flower}. All were delicious and actually incomparable. We said our  goodbyes to them and Mi Amor kept up the fun surprises. We got back to the house and he said, “Alright, you can change and wear something warm, we’ll be leaving in fifteen minutes”. I was so giddy and joyful, this day was incredible.
After getting back into the car he asked, “So, where do you think we’re going?”
I was voicing my thoughts as I went through an elimination process and guessed right, but he just asked questions back and then we parked and he said, “Yes, you are right, we are going skating.”
So, skating has ALWAYS been a big part of our relationship-it was our first date, and many after that…and last year when he first moved here and I was working second shifts, we would meet and go midnight skating together downtown. It was always so enjoyable even though it was freezing cold. We sacrificed so much sleep and time to be with each other–a great foundation for our marriage; sacrifice.
We were skating and I was having a blast, then two familiar faces from the east side, back home, popped on the ice with us.
I exclaimed to them my surprise and gave them hugs. We skated around for another 45 minutes or so and then Mi Amor said, “Time for the next destination.”
We walked down to a local brewery and I got a gluten-free hard cider with almond and cinnamon infusions (which were VERY tasty)
Then I tried a sip of all of theirs, wanting variety but trying to keep my gluten/yeast and sugar levels low (but not letting it control my day and keep me chained).
When ALL OF A SUDDEN…………..two of my old roomies sat down!!!! I couldn’t believe this–Mi Amor and Rizo had been working on this for like three weeks. Sadly, about a dozen of my close friends weren’t there, but responsible obligations of work take priority. So, anyways, after than got something and we all paid, we walked the block to another brewery where I got a complimentary dessert {which I forgot to mention I got at lunch before the trio martini…gluten-free creme brule.) I only had a spoonful of anything that most likely had a lot of sugar, because I didn’t want to make myself miserable, but wanted to still enjoy the day. Then we all split a sampler of six different beers and I tasted a nut brown ale that made me hope for a better year so that I could actually drink a glass of that and not have eczema/candida issues. It tasted fantastic!!
Then I was blindfolded and taken in the car and driven to what ended up to be, my old house, Poppins. Friends were waiting and they threw me a party! A wonderful guy friend had everything prepared for a gluten-free pizza with toppings I could actually eat (even though I’m not supposed to have cheese, it was fresh mozarella…YUM!!!). Pesto, toasted pine nuts, roasted garlic, spinach, avocado, black olives and that cheese…oh my word…I ate three pieces it was so delicious.
We played games and hung out…no worries, I was drinking enough water and had eaten enough throughout the day that I could still walk a straight line and say a quarter of the alphabet backwards pretty fast. heh heh.

My friends amaze me…I’m just blown away by how much people will sacrifice to show someone how important they are…and that person was me. The whole day…I hugged Rizo and kissed Mi Amor an awful lot. I have never had a birthday so spectacular and full of surprises before.

Getting older isn’t all that bad–its another year of opportunity for you to be stunned by the blessings of God.

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