It’s not everyday one of your best friends turns thirty. Lucky for Sara and I, we got to help Mandy kick her celebration off right last night. We sipped, ate (Thai food), danced (to the Alabama Shakes, check ’em out!) and even managed a photoshoot at Beech Street Parlor (our first of many evening hotspots). This picture was worth the hijinx it required to capture:
After a night of very moderate indulging (I did have my first two cocktails in nearly four weeks), I woke up a few pounds lighter, ready for the gym and feeling very in control. At this point I’m still trying to figure out some rule for incorporating alcohol into my lifestyle. I can say that not drinking this month has been so satisfying that I look forward to abstaining as much as possible. And alternately, I do not feel guilty AT ALL for my choices last night. Oh boy, look who’s finding balance!!
As for the birthday train, it continues on, so stay tuned for celebratory food stuffs! Happy Birthday week, Mandy! Thank you for inspiring me with your passion, loyalty, sensibility and incredible love for life. Je t’aime!