I had an amazing birthday weekend.
It started on Thursday, which I know isn’t the weekend, but work with me.
My team took me to lunch at the Dallas Farmer’s Market. I got a lobster roll and macarons and a lot of sun in my eyes.
Friday night my girls came over and we had an old school sleepover. Snacks, drinks, and lots of cackling. I did not take many pictures. But picture sleeping bags and a bunch of estrogen and black girl magic floating in the air. We talked about everything from voter turnout, to makeup, to the aggressive nature of dolphins. Because we are multidimensional lol.
Saturday, my husband planned an epic K Day full of surprises. It started off with a much needed massage (no pics because I left my phone in the car). Then we got dressed at the spa before our next stop. The Perot Museum. I had been wanting to go forever but never got around to it, so I was GEEKED when I realized that was where we were going.
After we left the museum, we drove a little further downtown for Fluellen cupcakes. The best in the world, they say. Jarell went in and paid for mine, then I went in and selected the flavors I wanted. We headed home for a quick nap before it was time for the last stop.
I didn’t know where we were going but I knew I was in for a fine dining experience. Lo and behold, we pulled up to III Forks. As soon as we walked in, I knew it was going to be a treat. They checked Jarell’s hat. His hat. Then, we walked past the live band to our table only to be greeted with a birthday gift card from the restaurant. The food was great, the ambiance was everything, the service was impeccable. It was perfect for me. Jarell and I literally talked, laughed and giggled like we were away on vacation the entire evening.
Sunday I got up before the crack of dawn to sing at church. I completely missed my alarm and was so late, but I made it. Barely. Because I was in such a rush, I didn’t have time to get birthday cute, but I made it work. I also didn’t have time to grab a jacket. *Face palm*
After church I had a lovely brunch at Sixty Vines. Jarell brought me a jacket AND heels, because I didn’t have time to get either (not all heros wear capes). The vibe was soooo cute and we loved the food, so I’ll definitely be back. My only complaint was the waitress. She acted really skittish and was kind of neglectful. But I was too busy enjoying my people to be overly concerned with it.
All in all, this was by far my most memorable and favorite birthday. I have learned and grown so much over the years. I truly count it a blessing to be alive and well. I am thankful for each day, and I look forward to becoming the woman I’m destined to be.
Cheers to 27!