My lease ended Thursday, so my awesome parents moved the majority of my stuff into storage for me and we spent the night at a hotel where my mom and I drank wine in the pool all night. Yea, my mom is awesome. Then Friday my parents took me out to a birthday brunch where we ate hummus and drank spicy Bloody Marys. Oh, and that brownie (which was certainly not dairy-free but certainly worth the stomach ache) was brought to me for free. Then I tried on ridiculous hats at an antiques store while my birthday present--a new thermometer and nail-in-tire-removal for my car--was brought to fruition (thanks, parents!).
Later that night we made our way to a fancy shmancy hotel near the SF airport and I accidentally dragged my dad (and a couple lovely people) to a vegan sushi restaurant. I'm all for vegan food under normal circumstances, but when it comes to sushi, I want raw fish and fish eggs and spicy mayo and ohmygodsomeoneeatsushiwithmenowplease. Luckily the hotel bartender had already hooked me up with a triple shot of tequila/Kahlua/who knows what else, so I just kept on keepin' on with my veggies wrapped in rice. Of course then I accidentally brought us to a bar that didn't have any liquor and I pretty much felt like year 25 was going to be a complete and utter failure until we found a cocktail bar and ate pickles. Clearly pickles make everything right in the world.
Saturday I was hardly even hung over, which is nothing short of a miracle, and the days since then will be explored in a future post. Let's just say I need to find a couple more puzzle pieces first.
How was your weekend?