Yesterday was my birthday. And it was fabulous (disclaimer: this was due in no part to me, but rather my fabulous family and friends that made the past few days absolutely amazing with some fun plans and surprises). But fabulous it was, and filled with sugar… but are you really surprised?
It started off fine, with eggs and toast.
Then came the jelly beans.
And the cupcakes.
And the cake pops.
And the chocolate-covered strawberries.
And some wine.
And the 5-scoop banana split sundae that was so large it came IN A FISHBOWL.*
And then some more wine.
And then it was 11pm and I was realizing that I ate cupcakes for lunch and ice cream for dinner and maybe I really shouldn’t be 24 years old, but maybe a third of that, or a quarter.
But then I remembered that birthdays only come once a year, and mine was the happiest, the sweetest, and the most perfect one for me (… and just not my dentist).
Thanks for a lovely birthday, friends!
* confession: I had a
tiny bit ton of help finishing this.