BIKE
CHALK
BALLOON
KITE
BUBBLES
**excuse the late night spelling on hand. HA.
perfect little weed in the yard just for my birthday wish.
My wishes were simple.
To embrace childhood was the goal.
Let me tell you, I embraced it.
To the fullest.
On my birthday eve, I sat up in the middle of the night, flipped on the light and scribbled my list on my hand, so my old self would not forget. I woke up early for me. Nine-ish. I rode my bike down to the store & got myself a birthday breakfast of champions aka a sizzling Dr. Pepper. I stood at my bike, sipped my soda, watched traffic for a little, and then rode home. I put on my favorite purple shirt and grabbed The Lady. We headed out the door on an adventure. We stopped at Starbucks. I enjoy tea & a cupcake. The Lady was offered a huge bowl of water and tried to sneak a lick or two of icing. She is a quick one when it comes to stealing food. I love her.
We had to gather supplies. Although I have owned all of the things on my birthday list, I did not anymore. I hit up Hobby Lobby for simplest/cheapest options. I had a $20 budget to burn. Ha. The Lady and I picked up kites, side walk chalk and some little wooden airplanes (a must for when kites are a fail!). Next stop was Party City for some helium balloons. I almost wrecked my car in between Hobby Lobby & Party City. I moved my car and was going to let The Lady sit in the car while I picked the balloons. & oopsie daisy I almost got all the way out of my car without putting it in park. (**insert tons of four letter words and a mild heart attack!) I secured my car and a few balloons and we took ourselves on our way.
The Lady and I headed to the park. It was mid-afternoon, so it was not super crowded. She took a loop around through the park. The Lady did not enjoy going over the wooden bridges. The wooden planks were spaced too far apart and her little legs were falling through. Poor girl. The Lady was worn out, so I parked her in the shade, tied down to my back pack. She hung out and watched me make a fool of myself. I embraced running whole heartedly attempting to get my birthday kite high in the air. I fell whole heartedly and skidded my knee. Luckily I was in jeans & it was on grass. I do have a sweet grass stain to remember my 26th birthday in my favorite pair of jeans now. I tried flying the darn kite. I gave it my all. It wore my out in the hot Alabama sun, so we ladies soaked up the shade and took a break from all of the running, whole heartedly.
We blew bubbles and snapped photos. I put my wooden plane together and tested it out. They are a pretty good way to spend a two dollar bill, if you ask me. They have far better results than flying kites. Hands down. When you get tired of winding them up, just let the pilot rest for a while and snap his photo. One of my favorite photographs I have ever taken is of a wooden plane pilot man. It is blown up in black and white on my wall. Love.
Anywho, the park wore us out, so we stopped by my mom's. She made me tuna pasta salad and we sat on her deck/porch and watched the birds. My mom sent plenty of food home with us, like normal. Once at home, I side walked chalked and played around. I tried my hand at kite flying again. It is more fun to self-timer yourself trying to fly a kite, than it is to actually try to fly it. Ha.
I wore my twenty six year old self out and waited to go to dinner. Dinner was a bust. Crappy service. I did not even get to dessert to use my birthday candles. Oh well. I fulfilled my list and then some. It was a great ladies day out. I had a fun Monday birthday, just The Lady and I.
