Today, I turned 32.
It’s weird. 10 years ago, 32 seemed so far away. I kinda expected it to feel different, but it doesn’t. It feels.. the same? I don’t know what that means, but I guess that’s good?
One of the benefits of being born on September 3 is that my birthday always falls somewhere around Labor Day weekend. Automatic built-in 3 day birthday weekend!
I’ve been looking forward to this weekend since… well forever. It was a low-key weekend. Every year I keep saying I’m actually going to celebrate my birthday, but every year the day always sneaks up on me before I can really plan anything. Instead, I end up vegetating and that’s not bad either. Life the last couple weeks has been a little more overwhelming than usual so I was grateful to have some time off to rest and recharge.
Saturday I vegetated like no other. Like seriously. Long naps, reading, watching TV. This, I loved. Sunday I had planned on doing more of that, but then my parents called me and invited me out to lunch as long as I drove. I couldn’t turn that down–they’re my parents. Plus they’re really good lunch company. We ended up going to Outback Steakhouse over by Firewheel and chatted about their early lives.
“We met in the lab in the Philippines,” my mom said. “Our friends kept trying to set us up. They would always organize some kind of outing involving everyone.”
“And then I was trapped!” Dad said, and we laughed.
“When I first met Daddy I thought he was too young for me,” Mom said.
“So if you thought he was too young, what changed your mind?” I asked.
“Probably it was necessity,” Daddy said, and we laughed again.
My mom and dad are adorable to say the least. Everyone to meets them knows this and tells us this all the time. “What year did you meet and get married?” I asked.
Mom said, “We met in 1967 and was married in 1968. We got married at the justice of the peace. All of our friends did the work for us, we just showed up. Your dad even traveled to my home town to ask my dad for my hand in marriage, even though by then we were already married.” She looked at my dad and said, ” I don’t know how he was able to stay married to me for 43 years.”
“Me neither,” Daddy said. “I just closed my eyes and covered my ears!” Hahah 🙂 It was such a nice lunch, something we rarely get to enjoy together.
Then today rolled around. I ended up making some last minute lunch plans with my cousins Sophia, Bella, and Francis. I hadn’t really planned it–Sophia was the one who actually asked me if I was doing anything. I figured well I couldn’t hibernate all weekend so I should at least interact with some humans.
We met at The Dream Cafe in Addison. It was this cute little breakfast/lunch place set in the back corner of the Villages on the Parkway. The lunch crowd was bustling with activity by the time we got there. I hadn’t seen Francis and Sophia since Sophia’s birthday in July and I hadn’t seen Bella in forever so it was great getting to catch up.
One thing I realized, I need to get in a better habit of taking pictures of me with my friends and family. I kept meaning to take a picture of us, but by the time we left, I’d completely forgotten 🙁 Perhaps another time. But at least I do have the memories, no matter how I record them.