I am not looking forward to my upcoming birthday. The age thing doesn't really bother me. Yeah, I'm almost 30, so what. I feel good and look pretty good too. It's just that I can't celebrate the way I'd like. For the past few years I have been treating myself to long, boozy lunches of haute cuisine, indulging whatever current food obsession I have. Perhaps asparagus grilled in a wood oven, sweetbreads with anchovy vinaigrette, or a great bottle of wine from the Jura. Not so much this year. I'm far removed from the former peak of my earnings and --- wait. I sound like a whiny bitch. Note to self, you have nothing to complain about.
Last year I celebrated my birthday without on of my best friends because she was battling cancer. That is something that truly sucks. Time to turn this self indulgent bitch fest into something positive.
Things I am happy for as I look toward completing another year:
that I got out of my New York rut and moved back to Cali
that I am going to school on someone else's dime
that I am healthy and that my loved ones are for the most part healthy
that my loved ones are coming to visit me for the wedding, which will be the best party EVER
Irish cheddar cheese
the oil crisis (hopefully it will help us Americans change for the better)
Jcrew's new colors
Latin pop (thanks itunes for Circo)
the possibility of having a family sooner rather than later
that we get to have a wedding
that my Uncle Larry sends me birthday cards
that my mom is my om, its taken me far to long to appreciate her
that I now have sisters!!! (let's see how often we can corral ourselves in one state)
BitterNY is happy about:
having his health, more or less
finally having an income
that the wedding is getting closer
On a lighter note, here are some pics from Graceland, before the camera died)
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