Ah, the glories of a birthday weekend. They are seemingly endless. It is also the explanation as to why I am very tired this Sunday evening and the only activity I can think to do is lay on my couch and watch Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium. Now before you criticize and judge my movie choice, WATCH IT! It is a beautifully magical movie, and while yes it is a kids movie, it has an outstanding cast, soundtrack, and life lessons. So there.
Anyway, let me break down the whole b-day weekend:
Started on Friday with a pretty exciting concert with Melanie, Kelley, and Cody at Antone's. The band, one I had never heard before, was Local Natives and was really good. Plus, we got the most amazing parking spot, legitimately a block away from Antone's, which, on a Friday night, was miraculous. But yes, super fun night.
On Saturday, I had a particular delightful time going to lunch with my mom, sister, and our friend KD at one of the most delicious restaurants, Bountiful Bakery. Well, I am a little biased as I have yet to have a less than amazing meal there. Truly, even their cheeseburgers were borderline perfect. And don't even get me started on the birthday cupcake I got. Can you say YUM!? Yes, that was quite fun. From there, Kelley, KD, Melanie, and I went to the Austin Pets Alive SoCo event where Mel found the kitty she wants and now will most likely get! An adorable 6 month old tuxedo cat named Arnie, a name that Mel somehow loves. Likkity's came next, despite the treats at lunch, and I had the greatest cup of custard I have ever had. From there, we went to the Bluegrass Festival at Cowboy Church. Yep. After eating some catfish and drinking lemonade with some dirt in it, we went home, where I awaited the next event of birthday fun.
My friends Carson and Veronica were taking me out to dinner for my birthday. We ended up at an old favorite, Mags, because we were all craving some Mag Mud (best queso ever). From there we went to Mozart's because I needed some good coffee. After a bit, Carson suggested we go back to her house, because my present was there and she wanted to give me a CD I had wanted. All seemingly harmless events, right? Well, we went to her house, only to walk into the living room and have balloons showered on us. After I screamed, I kind of caught on that I had found myself at a surprise party--for me.
I have never had a surprise party before, mostly because it never occurred me to hint at or even expect one. So I always plan birthday stuff for myself. This year, though, with school and family stuff, I kind of let my birthday plans slide to the wayside. I attempted to plan a friends dinner birthday type deal, but decided to just reschedule until after school was over. Apparently Carson had other ideas in mind. It was actually a lot of fun, a chill and small event, but nice.
Then, I got to sleep in this morning, which was especially needed as said surprise party went until very late, and I still consider a small birthday celebration in itself. Of course, the celebrating ending quickly when my dad came home and we started to do a lot of chores and house stuff, but that was okay, as it needed to get done. From there, the rest of the day was mostly lazing about and hanging around, which is always a good time. Then I came back to my empty apartment (roommate gone until tomorrow), fixed myself some dinner and headed to the couch. All in all, a very good weekend, with a few key players and a lot of fun times. Now I will finished watching a great movie, read the rest of my book, and go to bed early. Simply magnificent if I do say so myself. So despite troubling weeks coming ahead, filled hard work, strength testers, and most likely, breakdowns, I am a very lucky twenty year old. Goodnight, readers.
P.S. There is a lot of cliche advice that actually fits. Like, it's gonna be okay, don't worry, it'll all work out.
