That’s what my birthday was.
Don’t feel bad! This is a good thing!
First, let’s discuss the cakeless part. My roommate totally asked if I wanted to go do something like dinner or drinks or celebrate in any way. So don’t think I was feeling all “16 Candles” or anything. I said no and told her not to be ridiculous because she is already celebrating with me PLENTY over the next few days.
Plus, I had laundry to do. As much as I wish it would, it doesn’t do itself.
I also have a little fun race planned for tonight. And I wanted to look and do my best. The cake could wait for another day.
Would I turn some cake down after I cross the finish line? No. Just sayin’.
Instead, I opted for a nice, relaxed day with well-rounded meals.
Starting with a nice “well-done but not completely burnt” omelet.
If you worry that I didn’t have sugar on my birthday, never fear! My dear friend Annie gave me this creme brulee-flavored coffee that made my entire kitchen smell like a sugar factory. Clearly she knows me too well because I loved this. And am happy this will continue to happen every morning for the next week or so.
After work, I came home to cook myself a solid dinner and get a few errands/chores taken care of.
An adult grilled cheese with mozzarella and asparagus- the asparagus makes it healthy.
Oh, and I did laundry. Because what self-respecting adult doesn’t do laundry on her birthday? I’m so boring.
But it’s ok. The main event of the night was my friend coming over. He bought my car and we made it official last night with the signing over of the title.
After several months of “why do I still pay insurance on this thing that just sits there and depreciate all day while I’m hitting up public transit?”, I finally let go of my fears and let my baby go.
This is the car I’ve had since senior year of college and I’m sad to see it leave. I loved my lil’ Escape and we had many fabulous trips along I-55 while traveling back to Missouri for weddings and holidays and whatnot.
But now? No more car insurance. No worries about the battery dying due to non-use (my newest issue). No more paying the city for stickers and tags and gasoline. No more sitting in horrific traffic to and from work. Only public transit and walking.
Does this make me an official city girl now?
Hi. My name is Amy. I’m 27 years old. And I’m officially a proud resident of the city of Chicago. Nice to meet you.
Thank you everyone for all the birthday wishes via the blog and twitter and email. Even though I acted like a boring old woman, you made my day very special and it was very much appreciated. Much love!
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