We’ve done it.
We are 20 years old.
And now it’s a new week, a new month, and a new YEAR OF LIFE. My weekend was one for the books, that’s for sure. Let me explain:
I woke up Saturday morning and made the trek down State Street toward the Madison Farmer’s Market (one of the best in the Midwest) (and yes, I’m an expert). I toggled along in a slow trickle with the rest of the crowd, until I came to my favorite scone tent. I’m telling you right now- these babies are the best hands down. A huge variety of flavors, along with tons of vegan options as well!
A day that begins with the Farmer’s Market is a day well spent.
An expert said that once I think.
Then my friends and I went to dinner at BelAir, an amazing Mexican restaurant downtown. We feasted until our stomachs hurt on chips and guac and an array of tacos. Amazing.
After dinner, everyone came over to my apartment, where lo and behold, my friends had decorated with balloons that screamed 2-0 and streamers and a fucking piñata. I mean, come on, I’ve told you I have the best friends, right? Now do you believe me?
So we spent the night laughing, dancing to ABBA, and enjoying each other’s presence. I, being the birthday girl, sadly tapped out around 11:30pm due to a mixture of liquids I had consumed. 😉
All in all, my 20th birthday was a success and a half. I hope each and every one of my friends knows how much I love and cherish their friendship and am so SO appreciative to have them in my life.
Dun, dun, DUN…..
It be Monday. And I know, I know- que the groans, que the moans- we get it. You hate Mondays. But I do not. I choose to look at them as a fresh start, a new beginning.
Who cares if last week my crush didn’t ask me out even when I thought he definitely would? Who cares if I had to work 3 days in a row last week? Who cares if it rained 4/5 days? Not me! Last week is in the past, my friends.
Sometimes Monday’s tend to feel a bit blurry. Like something is a bit off, perhaps due to the fact that you just had two days off from work or school, and you need to get back into the swing of things. Occasionally I feel like an imposter in my own skin on Mondays, like I’m just going through these motions that I know are CORRECT but I don’t necessarily know WHY. It’s just me adjusting back to my weekly schedule, I guess.
But MAYBE, instead of falling back into that boring, gray, mundane weekly routine that we allllll have, perhaps this week’s challenge could be to do something a bit different. Take a detour from your usual path just a little. Perhaps treat yourself to a biscotti and coffee, strike up a conversation with the person next to you on the bus, or I don’t know, wear red lipstick.
Do something outside of your usual box, and shake yourself out of that Mon-daze.