Birthweek 2007

My birthweek this year was quite enjoyable due to a few wonderful surprises: On Friday morning Meg came over and made breakfast for me. The day before she had made a massive cinnamon roll, which she brought over along with eggs for breakfast. The cinnamon roll was so large, in fact, that I had to take it into work later that day to ensure that none of it was wasted. My coworkers enjoyed it very much, making me the hero of the day (I'm sure Meg's tired of hearing about it by now, haha).

That evening Joe had planned a little mini-birthday party for me. We got Chipotle and rum (interesting combination, eh?) and headed over to my family's house, since my mom, dad, and sister were out of town for a Chris Botti concert. Soon after we arrived I got a call from Josh, who happened to be in town for spring break. I invited him over for the evening so we could catch up and watch a movie. Meg came over for half an hour and we chatted for awhile. After she left we watched one of my favorite comedies, The Jerk. It was great to hang out with Josh, if only for a couple hours.

Saturday (my actual birthday) was equally enjoyable. After spending the night at my family's house, I came back home and took a long nap and lazed around much of the day. In the afternoon Meg came over and gave me my birthday present: two tickets to see the Decemberists at the Filmore in Denver on April 22nd! I was completely surprised! About a month ago I had mentioned to her that the Decemberists would be in Denver soon, but I did not think I could come up with the money (due to a rather expensive speeding ticket--my first ever), so I dropped the idea of going and reluctantly tried to forget about it. I'm so excited! Meg is amazing!

That evening we met up with my family (minus my Dad) at church for the Easter show called the Thorn. As always, it was a lot of fun, though the usually excellent sound seemed poor this year.

On Sunday I went with Meg to her church downtown. My April Fool's joke on her failed, however; I arrived at her house to pick her up a few minutes early and decided to call her from the parking lot. I told her that I had slept through my alarm and had only just awakened. Unfortunately, she had seen me drive up and immediately knew it was a joke. *sigh* At church I met her grandmother and her aunt and uncle, who were all incredibly nice. Later that night my dad was speaking at church, so we went to support him. He did a superb job, and I was very proud of him. If only I had such great public speaking skills...

Last night my family, along with Meg, went to Red Lobster for dinner to celebrate my birthday. For a few years now it's been a tradition to go there for my birthday. Oddly, it's usually the only occasion I ever eat seafood. The waitress saw me opening birthday cards and asked, "hey, is it your birthday?" I reflexively yelled--at a higher volume than necessary--"No!" Ever since I was a kid I've had a phobia of strangers singing happy birthday to me at a restaurant. Right before we got the check I asked for more of their cheesy biscuits. The waitress looked at me funny, knowing of course, that I planned to take them home. I think I have about 7 of them in my fridge now. Woohoo!