On turning another year older and inviting children to your birthday party…

It’s official. I am 32 years old. When did that happen? I feel like I blinked and suddenly I’m sliding right into my mid-30s. It all starts becoming so real…10 years ago, I graduated from college. My oldest nephew is 7 years old. And I invited 8 children to my birthday party. I even made goody bags for the kids. To be honest, I made goody bags for my friends also, because I’m just that kind of bad ass.

I wanted to do a dinner party for my birthday, to sort of showcase the fact that us veg-heads do not skimp on the flavor or love when we eat or cook. We eat delicious foods that are amazing and beautiful. I also didn’t want to frighten my friends by having tofu or miso glazed tempeh rolls, so I opted for a simple menu that they could replicate for their families. I hope this is the first of many dinner parties I hold.

I started this birthday slightly different than birthdays past. I didn’t get a tattoo, though I did think of getting one. I’m infamous for getting tattoos on or around my bday, because why not? I have no regrets. This year, the thought of plopping down $100 for a tattoo was overshadowed by the fact that I’m going to Spain in October. That $100 could be buying me red wine and delicious paella and Spanish trinkets. I decided to be  lame responsible and opt out of the birthday tattoo. Grown up!

I went to Dough Bakery (http://www.doughbakery.com/) and picked up my birthday cake: red velvet with cream cheese frosting. BOOM! Deliciousness in your mouth. While there, I enjoyed their cuban sandwich. So money, it doesn’t even know how money it is. When I ate meat I never really liked sandwich meat, mostly because it’s greasy and disgusting. But at Dough, they offer vegan lunch meat which is outstanding. I don’t even really understand it. Except to say “more please!”

El Cuban

El Cuban

MONEY.

MONEY.

I then went to Whole Foods (shocking!) but quickly left when I realized that they were selling avocados at 2 for $5. You read that right. This is avocado robbery! I needed 8 avocados, and I’m sorry, but I’m not going broke for the sake of the guac. I headed to Kroger instead and regret nothing.

Flavor country.

Flavor country.

I treated myself to a movie Friday night and some delicious hummus at the Movie Tavern. It was beyond good. I saw “A Million Ways to Die in the West” and if you love Family Guy, you will love this movie. Lots of poop humor and sexual innuendos, which is right up my alley.

Movie Tavern Hummus.

Movie Tavern Hummus.

Saturday morning, on the anniversary of my birth, I ran a 5k with a good friend. It was humid as all hell, but I got to see an amazing rainbow in the morning, so all was well. I didn’t have the best time, but I’m determined to not give a shitake about my race times until 2015. So what I got is what I got. I finished, and that’s all that matters!

Errr...taking pictures is ok, right?

Errr…taking pictures is ok, right?

Finished!

Finished!

After that, I got to chopping. On the birthday dinner party menu: homemade hummus, homemade cheese dip, tons of fresh veggies, chips n salsa, pita bread, homemade guac (spicy and not spicy), homemade pico de gallo, and all of the fixings for a make-your-own-burrito/taco kind of night. Who doesn’t like burritos and tacos? Exactly! I had frozen pizzas for my friends’ kids along with plenty of legos to keep them entertained.

Veggie central.

Veggie central!

 

Taste the rainbow.

Taste the rainbow.

The cheese dip was AMAZING. If you haven’t read Fork and Beans, please start now (http://www.forkandbeans.com/2014/04/24/vegan-queso-dip/) because Cara is awesome and an amazing blogger and cook. I want to be like her when I grow up. Please note that there is not picture of said cheese dip because we ate it all.

I believe I over chopped my way into a dangerous category of “over prepared”. But I figured that more food is better than running out, so I have fresh veggies for days at the house now. My friends were troopers for heading outside the city and for eating an all vegan meal. They even loved Dough’s cake, but then again, everyone loves Dough. I ate leftover cake for breakfast the next morning.

Breakfast of champions.

Breakfast of champions.

We all went to the Gwinnett Braves game on Saturday night which made my heart burst: a beautiful sunset, lots of tall beers, and walking around barefoot. Total Heaven. Nothing could have been better.

GBraves

GBraves

Sunday morning, I met Miss J$ and we saw “The Fault in our Stars.” J$ was correct to bring an entire box of kleenex with her. There was no judging as we took turns grabbing kleenex to wipe our tears…that movie is sad, but oh so good. Okay? Okay. And for the second time in a weekend, I had that damn hummus at the movie tavern. It made the sadness slightly better.

I followed the movie up with an epic nap. You know those kinds of naps that cause you to not know what day or time it is when you awake? It was that kind of nap. A birthday nap. For us olds.

I also got my Peachtree Road Race number in the mail this weekend, and I’m Jessie Spano type of excited. I made it a goal last year to be in the PRR in 2014, and it’s becoming a reality. Again, I don’t care about my time at all. I could walk the whole thing if I wanted (it will be HOT, so walking is a possibility). But at least I’m doing it.

!!!

!!!

And that, friends, was my birthday weekend. Oh, and did I mention that my dad backed into my car for my birthday? It happened.

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2 thoughts on “On turning another year older and inviting children to your birthday party…

  1. Whoa whoa whoa! Like me when you grow up? But…I…I’m only 3 years older, hey now! Haha. So glad you liked the dip and thank you a TON for the shout out. Wow. So appreciate it! Glad you had a fab birthday! xo

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