Well, my blog title no longer applies. Not that it was ever meant to refer to my age, but it played along nicely over the last year.
Goodbye mid-twenties and hellllllo late twenties — funny how just one year can make such a bold statement.
This birthday was spent consuming an entire bottle of Dom in twenty minutes with Chicken Face (sacrilege!), the best salmon of my life and some QT time with my favorite people. Next weekend I celebrate with the fam as they are back in town, but for now, here’s a look at what the beginning of 27 looked like.
I convinced Chicken Face to come to yoga with me. He just loved it.
Post yoga Starbucks and walk to the farmer’s market with Lola. I love suburbia.
We finally busted open a wedding present and enjoyed every drop.
Birthday dinner with Chicken Face.
Followed by birthday brunch and mimosas.
Surprise fruit cheesecake from, you guessed it, Safeway.
Chicken Face did a very good job.
And then we got our family portrait taken.