This weekend I observed my latest birthday. It was a wonderful day and I celebrated it with friends in nearby Prospect Park. Lauren, of course, went beyond the call of duty and made a wonderful brunch: broccoli and cheese quiche, a peach pie, brownies, a cheese board, etc. We had baked goods and goodies plenty when we got back home. We had baked goods and goodies plenty when we got back home.
Saturday we headed over to The Picnic House and set up the goods on a picnic table. Around 11 some of our friends started coming over and within an hour we had a good dozen or so folks gathered round. We shared and laughed and had a rousing game of croquet.
Toward the end of the afternoon we packed things up and headed home. After a nap and some recovery time watching movies we had a sedate evening at home.
Sunday, my true birthday, we headed over to a Mexican brunch place in Windsor Terrace which has a “bottomless” (for 90 minutes anyway) brunch and drink special. We enjoyed ourselves heartily and then promptly came back home for presents and a nap.
Lauren got me a beautiful Timbuk2 backpack that fits my laptop perfectly. She also got me a hipper-than-thou Brooklyn tote (for grocery runs and the like) and a copy of Ready Player One (review forthcoming here).
Lastly she got us tickets to some dinner theater next weekend. It’s a flapper