I go through weird phases when it comes to my birthday. Some years I’m like let’s do a huge celebration other years I’m literally hiding under my covers because I can’t deal.
I’ve never been a birthday person–like I’ve never been the type to notify people six months in advance that my birthday was coming–in fact I like to keep it secret because honestly I am horrible at remembering other people’s birthdays. Like horrendous. I may have lost a friend or two over it (not confirmed but still quite the possibility!).
This year I wanted to dance. I wanted to eat good food. I wanted to celebrate my 33 years on earth because there has been a lot of sad news lately and I just wanted to celebrate with people that I love to pieces.
I invited a lot of folks (including lots of folks that I knew would automatically say no or commit but not quite make it). It’s always so tricky with inviting people over and over but I figured let me make them feel special by at least extending the offer.
Never did I expect sixteen (!!) peeps to show up and show me sooo much love all night. But let me back up to the beginning of the night.
We would be having dinner at Dinosaur BBQ, a crazy popular bbq joint in park slope Brooklyn. While I was on my way in the Uber I started getting last minute cancellations left and right. This was expected but it still stung a bit. I was freaking out–but then I saw my best friends face and it was all okay.
We all ordered pretty quickly because the wait had been over an hour. I ended up getting a ¼ rack of ribs with French fries and coleslaw. It was wayyyyyy better than I thought it would be! The meat fell off the bone so delishiously I was almost sad I didn’t get a ½ rack! The cole slaw was good and so were the French fries but those ribs–ohmygah.
Once we figured out the bill, most of us headed over to littlefield that hosts a retro reggae night every first Saturday. We met another four ladies there including my amazing blogger wives Scherrie and Monica.
We cut the cake and danced the night away.
I even took a selfie in the bathroom because the lighting was so fun!
There was so much singing and laughing before you knew it–it was 3am!
I split an Uber with my girlfriend and was home in 25 minutes.
I had a really amazing time and it taught me so much about worrying about who isn’t in the room vs. enjoying those who took the time to celebrate with me. It really was an unforgettable birthday…maybe I’ll do it again next year?? 🙂