I turned 25 yesterday. As far as birthdays go, 25 is a big one – a quarter of a century old, a full-on adult.
It was the first birthday in my life on which I had to work, and while I know it's a part of growing up, it was still a big old bummer. I'm a big fan of birthdays, and no matter how old I get, I don't think I'll ever outgrow that.
Reflecting back on past birthdays – a rollerskating party at seven, a sleepover at 10, 13, 16 and probably a few others, skiing at 11, a tattoo at 20, the Bistro at 22 and 24, Sanford at 23 – somehow sitting at a desk all day just didn't quite compare.
My day was made brighter from the many birthday greetings I received throughout the day, and it was made just about perfect when I returned home to a husband who was determined that, even though we had cancelled our reservations at Sabor due to lack of funds, my birthday was going to be special and memorable.
A lovely bouquet of flowers and a card sat on the table when I walked in the door. I opened up the card and – yes! – John Mayer tickets for Valentine's Day! Dinner was almost ready and it smelled fabulous.
Dave had prepared a garden salad with blue cheese, walnuts and a raspberry vinaigrette, filet mignon, roasted sweet potatoes with brown sugar and walnuts, grilled asparagus and portabella mushrooms. Dessert was carrot cake, complete with candles and Dave singing Happy Birthday.
I had a few ideas about how I wanted to spend the rest of the evening, but alas, we were both feeling a little sleepy after our rich meal and instead settled in to watch the Golden Globe Awards.
A tame birthday, yes, but a good one, too.
We'll have plenty of birthdays that we can spend wining and dining and hitting the town. I'll always remember this one as the birthday that my husband took such care to make special for me. I'm a lucky lady.
Ya know, life just gets better and better every year … here's hoping that trend continues throughout my 25th!
What a fabulous birthday! You should probably keep your husbdan. ;-)
Posted by: Krista | January 16, 2007 at 10:14 PM
And I totally meant to say "husband."
Posted by: Krista | January 16, 2007 at 10:15 PM
Yeah, he's got me beat. Happy birthday, Erin. Sounds like a good one to me.
Posted by: Andre | January 17, 2007 at 05:45 AM
Gee, 25 seems so long ago already! I can't even remember what I did that year (but I'm sure I probably had to work). You are a lucky lady indeed -- you married someone who knows how to cook! Enjoy John Mayer, that should be a good show.
Posted by: Farrah | January 17, 2007 at 12:04 PM
HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Um, Dave, can you please teach my husband to cook like that? TIA!
Posted by: Tracey | January 17, 2007 at 01:34 PM
I'm surprised that more girls are interested in Dave cooking as opposed to singing 'Happy Birthday' alone.
Posted by: Andre | January 17, 2007 at 04:59 PM
Happy Belated Birthday!! Sorry I didn't get over to say it sooner. Work has been crazy and I am WAY behind in my blogging and blog reading.
Oh, and 25 is nothing. I have 30 sneaking up on me in a 2 weeks!
Posted by: Derek | January 20, 2007 at 04:25 PM
Happy Birthday Erin! Sorry I didn't see this post sooner...
Anyway, it is kind of a bummer to have those "grown up" birthdays but that's the way it goes, right? After all, I don't plan on doing anything exciting for my birthday besides watch the super bowl. At least I don't have to work! ;)
Posted by: Mark | January 20, 2007 at 07:16 PM
In my ideal world, everyone will get the day off on his/her birthday.
May your 25th be the first of countless wonderful days of celebration for you, Erin. Thank you for sharing your day with us!
Posted by: Carmi | January 20, 2007 at 08:12 PM
Derek -
I'm proud to be a three-week survivor of my 30th birthday. I agree with Erin that 25 is a big one as far as adult birthdays go, but once you turn 30, there's no turning back. Welcome to a whole new decade!
Posted by: Farrah | January 22, 2007 at 10:39 AM