Birthweek begins

Birthday, schmirthday. I believe in an entire week of celebration. I think it may even extend to a 10 day period. Why celebrate a day, when you can take a week?

I started with a warm-up on Friday night, joining Robyn, Susan, Lady & Carol for a nice meal at Robyn and Susan's house. Saturday I rested, and then Sunday, I took myself on a shopping spree. All of the pent-up shopping frustration, known as DSB (dangerous shopping build-up) was released with the flip of a credit card and a Half-Yearly Sale at Nordstrom. Finally, finally, even after a full-day shopping Marathon in Las Vegas, did I feel sated. I came home, spent - literally.

Knowing that I couldn't bear to bring myself to go out to dinner, nor could I "cook", I hollered (by way of text) over to my own personal "Kramer" and asked him to join us for a cocktail in our back-yard. Kramer skidded onto our patio and I poured a modified "Wendylicious-tini", popped a Viccolo's corn meal crust pizza in the oven, and then sat back and enjoyed the warm nearly-summer night (with heat-lamp).

So as to not let the birthweek celebration grind to a halt, we joined friends Lance and Chris for a delicious brunch at their house: eggs benny, veggie strata - aka Eric eStrada, fried potatoes and scones - YUM! And because John will be working all week, I made sure we went out for a nice dinner on College Ave at Sommerset.

Vive Le Birthweek!