Catching up: A Birthday Extravaganza
I'm sitting in a hotel room in Fort Nelson, Canada and have no restraints on my time right now because Stacey is across the street waiting to get her exhaust leak fixed. Ahh, the joys of owning an old vehicle. At least the ride from here on out should be quieter. I've been meaning to write about my birthday since... my birthday... because it was awesome.
I woke up to a soft knock followed by a soft voice and a slow opening of my bedroom door. Attached to that knock was a hand now carrying a tray full of morning goodness. Scrambled eggs with onions, bacon, fresh tomato and avocado cut over the top, sourdough french toast with real maple syrup, bacon and a whole grapefruit just for me. A quiet happy birthday singing greeted me, some couple-y words and I was left to eat my breakfast in bed. Truly royal treatment. Apparently, it's tradition in her family's household that the birthday recipient gets mandatory breakfast in bed. That's a good tradition.
So I got to spend part of my morning with an amazing girl, a treat in and of itself. She took off about her day and I got down to business. I had a mission. Stacey waited patiently in the driveway and I set to her with a fury known to few men, those who undertake working on their own vehicles in a time crunch. By lunchtime, I was ready for a break, and was pleasantly picked up by my friend Teja. She brought me over to Sage Cottage, a home I have come to dearly love, where Xavi awaited me with an amazing chocolate cake baked with Fair Trade chocolate. Sarah Reed, I salute you and simultaneously get flying-hugged (I owe you one or six for the cake).
They graciously took me by the auto parts store as I was rideless before going to lunch at Nana's and getting some more deliciousness in the form of grilled sandwiches (we ate cake before lunch cause it was MY BIRTHDAY). They dropped me off and I was back at it, with plans to look nice and meet up with the Alaska crew by 7pm. Well, 7pm rolled around and I was still grubbing around in the car with Greta looking exceptionally cute and ready to go. I ran inside, scrubbed up real quick and made it out to Chandler's Crabshack on Lake Union just late enough to be annoying, but not so late that everyone left. We had a spectacular dinner overlooking Lake Union as the sun was going down. The windows in the room opened up the whole view to me from my seat. I again got my hands grubby, but this time breaking apart crab and mussels and all kinds of good things. Dinner was great and the company was better. Capped off with a glass of Cote du Rhone syrah and a chocolatey, gooey birthday cake.
We made a final stop at the Duchess to grab after-party drinks and meet up with a couple more friends... and have cake one more time. What a day. Driving home, I couldn't remember a better birthday... everything that I had wanted and more. Good friends, good food and time for doing exactly what I wanted to. Thank you, God, for an amazing birthday.
