Y'all, turning 30 turned out to not be that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things. I didn't sprout any gray hairs and as far as I can tell, I didn't gain any new wrinkles, and I didn't have a breakdown. I'd call that winning in my book. Speaking of books, I got a couple new books to read, as well as pretty earrings, a magazine subscription, gift cards, delicious tea, spices (fancy cinnamon and vanilla), my favorite Italian-style meat, and beautiful flowers. 'Twas a good day.
My day with Julia was pretty low key, but since it was a special occasion, we both dressed up. Basically, I look for any excuse to have her wear tutus, and it was a nice reason to trade in the yoga pants and nursing tank.
I cheated on paleo all day and don't regret it one bit. It started with breakfast. Since my birthday landed on a Friday, my husband had to work, but
before he left, he made me a delicious breakfast, complete with
French-pressed coffee, chile, salsa, milk in a wine glass, and hash
browns! Then, since we needed a reason to leave the house (we did dress up, after all), we took my husband lunch (Wendy's spicy chicken sandwich; my favorite from there).
Dinner, by the way, was sushi! Oh, it was so good. They have something called a "monkey brain" (bottom left picture) that's a deep fried avocado stuffed with all sorts of stuff (crab, shrimp, and like five other ingredients). It's creamy, crunchy, spicy, sweet, and my favorite thing on the menu. The other rolls were good, too, and their egg drop soup is some of the best I've ever had. Delicious!
On the drive home I was ridiculously excited to finish my cupcakes. Only there's one problem, because when we get home, the box was GONE!!! Pure panic took over my body: WHERE ARE THE CUPCAKES??? And then our dog slowly walked around the corner. She. Ate. My. Birthday. Cupcakes!!!! We usually leave her outside, but since it was literally freezing out, we left her inside. She's usually really, really good about not eating our food, so I didn't even think twice about leaving them "out." Well, Bella enjoyed my treats and then she spent her evening in the dog house.
I drowned my cupcake sorrows by soaking in a nice warm bath. My birthday was good, but it wasn't over yet! Since I was born at 11:50 pm, I was able to finagle my way into celebrating on Saturday, too. Score!
I woke up on the 25th and my husband made us French toast. You guys, this is THE BEST French toast in the world. Yup, the world. He deviated from the recipe by adding a couple teaspoons of vanilla and cinnamon (always necessary), and it rocked my socks off. My stomach is growling right now just thinking about it, and I'm already looking forward to Mother's Day so I can have it again :)
Lunch consisted of having my favorite Italian appetizer with my new meat. (I'm so thankful I found a butcher in town who sliced it up for me!) I savored every bite and for a moment I thought I was back in Italy.