sorry, we are closed on mondays

I stopped writing a narrative of every weekend or birthdays in my blog because I find them tiresome in other blog's. But in my old age ;) I cannot distinguish one birthday from another, and some simply melt away. So this is for me and the public record - What I did on my 31st birthday.

Aren't weekend birthday's the best? Granted I'm not working outside the home right now, but still!

I woke up this year to my mommy texting me asking what I wanted to do. (Actually, I woke up at 630, turned off Wheel's nightlight, played with her, talked to the other kitties about what they were going to do today and sat in the sunroom with the ipad)

I thought about going to the contemporary art museum - Closed on Mondays
And then thought maybe MFAH - nope Closed on Mondays

So we drove to Columbus.
I consider long talks with my mom a gift in themselves. We drove around the little town and ate at a local joint, trying to imagine what it would be like to live there. And then we had to stop and visit my property. It is the second time I've seen it and it still "feels right."

For dinner I requested Pollo Campero tacos. Those tacos. The peruvian was extra spicy that night.
For dessert I wanted Mam's, I had a really cute instagram idea, you know the really important things in life. But alas - CLOSED ON MONDAYS

David and I drove to Ruggles in the Village and got a piece of chocolate truffle cake, and ordered a cappuccino (which turned out to be HUGE) and sat outside people watching, the truffle cake getting soft and eventually melting in the heat. We talked and sipped our coffees and laughed trying to get a birthday photo.

Do you feel older?
I think for the first time ever, I do feel older. I feel like I know myself a little more and that feels good.  I think 31 will be a grounded, happy year. Not because everything will go my way, but I be present, get out and see the world, and will be listening closely to what needs to be heard.