How I Spent My Birthday Weekend (or, The Adventures of Princess Limoncello and the New Dress)

So, this past weekend was my birthday weekend: I am now a brand spanking new 37 year old!

*does a little cheer and dances around in her undies*

Wait, what?

37 years isn’t a milestone that we normally celebrate?

Why not? I mean really, why not? It seems to me that every year reveals to us new truths about ourselves, awareness that we get to use as we move forward in our lives, knowledge that help us better see who we are. Personally, I wouldn’t go back to any prior year to claim that age instead of this one. I have 37 years if hard-won knowledge under my belt and I am happy to claim it.

( But that isn’t what this post is really about. This post is really about drinking, and costumes, and a weekend spent in one of the most beautiful places on earth with a man who is suited to me better than anyone else on earth. )

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I cannot stop laughing.

I may pass out soon....