So, I'm not typically the kind of gal who goes around tooting her own birthday horn, but for the purpose of this post you should know... yesterday was my birthday. I'm now a young 24, and may I just say that life happens fast! I know that's something older people say and as you read it you probably rolled your eyes. But, in my 23rd year I got married, graduated, moved into a condo with a boy, got a big girl job, and a professional wardrobe. I think the phrase is warranted. :)
My husband was so sweet to save up his money so he could send me on a shopping spree. Ever since we got married I just feel bad spending money. Because I know it's not just my money, I'm extra cautious because I want to respect the money he worked hard to earn. Each week we both get $10 in fun money to spend however we want. John saved his up for the last 8 weeks so that I could go blow money guilt-free! I bought clothes, of course.
Saturday we went out an did a little shopping in the morning and then went to a Lebanese restaurant we hadn't tried yet over in Winter Park. The place was called House of Kabob and was run by one old Lebanese man with crooked teeth and a grin that could melt your heart...
We both got a gyro and man were they delicious! It's the best gyro/doner/shawarma I've had in the states hands down! I ate the whole thing, and went into a gyro coma just as we were heading out to the produce stand and grocery store. I love trying new places, especially Middle Eastern joints, so it was a perfect way to enjoy my birthday day.
When we got home and unloaded out groceries we found this little guy outside. You may remember him from a previous post, but he hasn't been hanging around our patio like he used to. I can explain...
A few weeks ago we went out to the patio to start a load of laundry. When we opened the door this cat lept out of the tiny laundry space and ran for dear life. Somehow we had closed him in there and left him for an unknown amount of time. This explains his absence in our patio over the last few months. He must think we are cat torturers who take pleasure in abusing fluffy animals, denying them food and water. It's so tragic that any animal would think that of me!
But he came back, on my birthday. Deep down he must really love me.
For dinner we went to The Drunken Monkey. It's a real hip place downtown. The kind of place where people like us tend to stick out like a sore thumb because of the absence of tattoos on our skin, holes in our face, and grease in our hair. But yuppy-types enjoy good vegan food too, so they'll need to get over it. John got a bowl of their African Lentil stew and I got a the Lobster bisque, which was to die for! All their soups are on the pricey side, but I love how complex the flavors are in all of them. It tastes like a whole meal in one little bowl.
When we finished our meal I decided I would spend the remainder of my birthday money on a couple huge slices of cake from Too Jay's for John and I. We ate some for dessert, and I had the rest of mine for breakfast Sunday morning (see above.) Hey! I'm 24, I can do stuff like that without any major setbacks. However, my 24 year-old stomach is much less capable of digesting such things than was my 18 year-old one. My stomach felt a little sick all day!
Over all, it was a great birthday weekend. It was nice to relax and enjoy our time together and remember all the wonderful things I have to be thankful for in the past year, and look forward to the things I'll have to be thankful for in this year! Something tells me this one will be better than all the rest. :)
P.S. Sorry these pics are low quality. John accidentally broke the lens on our Nikon d3000. I had to use my Nikon Coolpix all weekend and it sucked. So, an added birthday gift is my new d3000 lens that comes in today with an added VR bonus!