Monday, March 19, 2018

TWTW - the one with the birthday

Thursday I turned 41. Some years I have a big plan on my birthday and some years I remain un-showered most of the day and run errands but the one thing I never do on my birthday is work. This year I got to sleep in, go to the library, drink a zillion cups of coffee, wear leggings, spend the afternoon and evening with our friends and MFD, completely avoid the news, hear from so many good people, and spend the day out worry-free knowing my mom was taking care of the dogs. Thanks Mom, and thanks for the cookies and banana cake and chicken salad and rye bread - it saved someone from dying on Friday as I was hangry and had no food ready.

MFD and I headed to New York to meet up with Melissa and Blane, had a hotdog on the street, ambled around, and had dinner at Bea in Hell's Kitchen. It was delicious and very reasonable, a really cute place.
We did pics outside of the theater before the show.
Then it was freaking time! Springsteen on Broadway. I laughed and cried and felt old and young and inspired and connected and happy and sad and hopeful and really all the feelings. Including strained - I was holding that pose for what felt like 15 minutes as someone took our photo. I'd like to think I'll have it in me this week to do a post on this but the truth is I probably won't - it was not a concert in any sense, I think a lot of people think that. It was story telling and story telling through song. It felt cozy and inspiring and it was fucking amazing to see Bruce in a venue with less than 1,000 other people. We encountered the same psycho fan before, during, and after the show which is always good fodder for conversation.
We dropped Blane and Melissa at their hotel and hoofed it back to Penn Station, making the train we thought we wouldn't make which is always good. We got home around 1:30? And I was too amped to sleep so I was up until 3. It was an awesome day.
As every birthday is, because I share it with The Notorious RBG who is very badass. Speaking of, how awesome is this Badass book Melissa got me? I freaking love it. I want to write in all the pages like a junior high school girl with dreams.

Friday started slower than I hoped, but we hit the road around 10:30 with me in my 50 shades of blue to open the shore house. Bruce has absolutely no car chill, which is unfortunate since he will be in the car a lot. We got our apartment mostly sorted amid dog chaos - I meant to go down a few weeks ago and sort of set it to rights because it is not easy to do it when they're there, but I didn't. I took the dogs down to the beach for a little and saw the sunset by the bay on my way to the grocery store. My dad and Carol arrived and we had Piccini for dinner and watched March Madness. 
Saturday I had my crew out at 9 for four mostly fruitless errands in Somers Point, my Dad removed the mirror from one of the dressers and fixed the drawers, he hung the new organizer in the closet (closet will be painted this year), Carol cleaned the top two floors, MFD cleaned up the outside, we moved photos around, got rid of the lighthouse that didn't fit and replaced it with a mirror, and various other things. It was tiring! In the middle Dad got hoagies from Boyar's and we watched basketball before Carol and I took the dogs to the beach.
While all that was going on I made corned beef two ways (one in the crock and one in the oven), cabbage two ways (one in the crock and one sauteed in butter), potatoes, and carrots; and picked up bread from Boyar's. We had the traditional Paddy meal and toasted my Grandmom. Saturday would have been her 86th birthday and no corned beef I've ever had including my own touches hers. Happy birthday Grandmom! Warm brownies Carol made with ice cream for dessert and a glorious sunset. During which I nearly broke my ass - dropped Bruce's leash, he kept going, I stepped on it, my feet went out from under me, both legs in the air, I landed on my hip then my back, and was laying dazed until I was like oh fuck I need to get him. Thank God the person at the stop sign stopped...then again, wouldn't you be sitting with mouth agape as a lady tangled in three pugs went feet up in the air then had to crawl up, limp, and lurch across the street to get her rogue puppy? Yes, you would. I was stiff and sore and hit the hay early.
Sunday I was up at 6 to walk all dogs, then I took Bruce down to the beach with me. So wonderful to be back in my place of peace. When the house is closed, I do not work to find another place of peace so by the end of February I'm angsty. 
Back to do some chalk contact paper and more clean up before putting Bruce to sleep and packing up the car. Even Mae is sad to see the shore in the rear view. I'm relieved that the house is open not just for personal reasons, but also so everything has been assessed and I know what I need to get and do before rental season. It helps clear my mind and I can plot out weekends of when things are happening and get help when I need it. Thanks Dad and Carol for everything, especially taking home a zillion pounds of trash and card board! 
We were home by 1:30, and coming home from the shore is a drag. I finished a book and dithered around about what to start next, which is unusual for me. I also did a load of towels, ate leftovers, and tried to rest. The Bruce Fall made me really sore. I'm happy I changed the sheets Friday before we left. I was in bed early not moving. 

Weekly food prep: breakfast is egg muffins with feta cheese and onions. I also made a batch of power breakfast muffins but had already put them in the freezer and was too lazy to pull out and photograph, so here's a photo of Gus pissed off because he's in a headlock instead. You guys have seen the breakfast muffins a million times. Lunch is PB&J and cucumber slices. Dinner is corned beef leftovers and then either chicken, sweet potatoes, and broccoli, or pasta with frozen veggie meat sauce. 



Thank you all for the birthday wishes here and on FB and Instagram and via email and text. You're awesome. 

Anyone local to Bucks/Northeast Philly or the shore giving away or looking to sell a dresser? I'm in the market. 


21 comments:

  1. What a great way to spend your birthday weekend!! xo, Biana -BlovedBoston

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  2. Sounds like a great birthday weekend (excluding the fall)! Do your dogs ride in the backseat on their own or with a harness? Mine think they can both sit on my lap while I'm driving and it doesn't work that way.

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  3. Happy belated birthday! So happy to see the return of sunset/sunrise pic season!

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  4. Your birthday sounded awesome!! So special and tailored to you!
    Bummer about the fall! That sucks! I'm glad someone stopped, though, and you got the Bruce-monster back. I fell walking Lylee once but we were in the woods and no one saw me, thank goodness.

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  5. Oh man, hope you're still not sore. A fall like that is tough.
    You couldnt have had a better event for your birthday - how memorable.
    I cant believe the house is open ... I feel like it just closed up. I am excited for all your sunrise pics again!

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  6. Happy belated birthday! Sorry about the fall. Somehow we just feel them more the older we get. And the slower we get up and bounce back afterwards too! Bruce Springsteen (the man) sounds awesome and I didn't realize it was such a small, intimate setting either. I couldn't wait until Saturday and cooked my corned beef and cabbage on Friday night. Tonight will be the last of the leftovers, which makes me sad but it shouldn't. I have another corned beef brisket in the freezer. :D Love the shore sunrise pics and looking forward to seeing them every week again!

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  7. Taking your birthday off is one of the best gifts you can give yourself! I try to take mine off whenever I can.

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  8. Looks like a wonderful birthday weekend, and how exciting that you're already getting the shore house ready for the season. And all that food that came to the rescue to cure hanger - YUM!

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  9. happy 41st! taking a day off on your bday is a must. it's a sin to work (or have to do anything non-fun) on your bday

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  10. Happy birthday! I'm glad you got what you wanted to done at the shore (and got a trip in too). Speaking of trips, falling over is so... shocking now. I hope you're healing up well!

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  11. So much fun on your extended birthday weekend! Such a sweet mom of yours to take care of the pups and prepare you some yummy food for the weekend. The venturing into NY and seeing Springsteen, I'm sure that was a blast! Then visiting the shore with the rest of the family with pups in tote! You kept busy indeed. Emily @ Martinis & Bikinis

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  12. I hope you are on the mend from that fall....they don't get any easier as you get older. Quite a welcome to middle age from Bruce Springsteen. Sounds like a perfect birthday weekend.

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  13. Sounds like a great birthday weekend, minus the fall. As for the psycho fan... if you keep encountering them... it might be you. ;) ;) ;) YAY for the beginning of shore sunrises!! (Tell that snow the back the eff off!)

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  14. Rogue puppy sounds about right.

    Can I say that I cannot make those egg muffins to save my life? They will not ever come out of the (nonstick) pan.

    Glad you had a great birthday weekend!

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  15. Happy birthday, my friend! May this be your best year yet!

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  16. Happy Birthday!!! Uhh I miss living at home in PA and going into NYC! Broadway shows are really the best! I'm glad you liked Springsteen! Almost beach season!

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  17. I'm glad you had an amazing birthday weekend (minus the fall, of course ... God, that sounds awful)! I'm not a big Bruce Springsteen person, but I can imagine how awesome it would be to see such a big name in such a small venue. I especially think it's awesome that it wasn't just a concert, but an actual story being told. I'd probably be into that, honestly.

    As always, the shore pictures are gorgeous!

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  18. I have been checking daily to surprise my mom with springsteen tickets to no avail. lucky you!!!!

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